I awake every night
as it overtakes me
grasping me tightly
refusing to let me be
no wind blows outside
no eerie creaks
no lonely tap dripping
no voices in the street
just a total emptiness
has me walking the fence
wondering when i will fall
inside this deafening silence
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Memory Graveyard
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