The Day is Always NIght

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Waking in the dark,

Struggling to find light.

But what's there to see?

The day is always night.

 

A world full of people,

but here, I'm alone.

What once was soul,

Is not wimply bone.

 

A fish out of water,

A bird on the ground.

Trapped; lost; confused;

With no escape to be found.

 

Mind in a knot,

Tears stream down.

Every moment, a struggle.

Every second, a frown.

 

The demons all gather,

To witness my fight.

But what's there to see?

The day is always night.

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