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Abandon Ship
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The Darkness Laying in bed,
Can't sleep
Intrusive thoughts
Keep playing on repeat
Think myself half to death,
But can't speak
Demons playing inside
Make me weak
The tune trapped in my head
Is a curse:
A song that only has
One dooming verse
My mind submits
Can't think
The tide rumbles in
And tonight I sink.
Hello - hope all is well
All poems are a cry for help - to celebrate living good or ill.
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allets
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Destroy what destroys you
Believe you are stronger than theseven thoughts and feelings, and you will be
Always here for you, if you need :)
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr