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Fighting a war
It's dark, it's late,And way too early.Nightmares haunt me,Destroying anything innocent that’s left.The siren wakes me,From my shallow sleep.I'm here still,Fighting a war for my peace.
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Waking Up (draft 1)
[pt.1] She awaked in a panic state, as if trapped inside herself.She tried to escape but the doors were locked.She searched for air to fill her lungs but there was ...
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Weekend
I love the weekend. Every time it comes around,It feels like forever without it.Come on everybody, let's do this again,Until our voices are sore and are eyes get weak.Give me ...
