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Oct 2014
Demons come out to dance at night
All eyes on them, as they enter the spotlight

Darkness inhabits every space
Only two dull eyes shine on my black face

Iā€™m forced to witness what they call entertainment
Waste of focus, energy poorly spent

Iā€™m tired of the fights and the arguments
I close my eyes, I can no longer handle it!
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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