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Jul 2014
Everyday with this sadness.
On the edge of certain madness.

Malevolent whispers in the dark.
Twisted thoughts have left their mark.

Other people, who I cannot relate.
Have left me in a contorted state.

The days end as the Sun begins to fall.
Personal demons grow upon the wall.

Bigger and stronger, they soon overwhelm.
Losing all control as they take the helm.

Apologies for the things I've done.
It's all over now I've lost, they've won.
May 7, 2012
Written by
Juneau  32/M/Ontario
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