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..Most people set to bed to recharge in peace..
..For me its different, its a battle to live, the weakest decease..
..How can I admit, my age im still afraid of the dark..
..But when the light goes down, i beg for brightness, even a spark..

..A figure lurks in the shadows, sweat drip flows down my chin..
..My membrane represents hollow, how did my fear begin..
..The slightest creek of a floorboard, im suddenly panic ridden..
..My children are fast asleep, how can i keep my manic hidden..
..Supposed to be protective, how can i help when they are stronger..
..I put a hand up to sense movement, my fingers numb and sombre..

..A flash of light blasts, and a lurking movement appears..
..For most people call it an alarm, for me it rids me of my wildest fears..





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SORRY FOR COMING WEAK AND RUSHED, MY COMPS BEEN FUCKED.

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