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NIGHTLY TORMENT
Restless night
voices whispering in the dark
Tempting
Lying
Evil thoughts enter my head
Broken cravings
Can’t get any sleep
Can’t even tell the difference
Between my voice and the others
The clock moves slowly
But morning comes too soon
Another day of faking
Pretending I am o.k.
Its getting too hard
I want to scream
But nothing comes out
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Can't even tell the difference
...Between my voice and the others
Wrestling with accusations and lies that keep us awake...so often...soundless crying...very powerful and all too real! Thank you!
Dio benedica la mia bella amici, Andrea
Love, Andrea Lena