when the sun goes down the madness begins

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when the sun goes down the madness begins
I'm always hoping on hope that the dreams don't come
the memories of love where only emptiness exists
drives a man over the edge 
I've asked myself the same old question over and over again
how much more heartache can I endure
I feel like a paper crowned king In a castle of sand
with the tide coming in 
by morning everything but hope will be gone
and I have another castle to build out of sand

when the sun goes down the madness begins

~ D Donner ~

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It is our best characteristic. Death will come when it comes. Until then, we endure.