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{Friendenemies}

Darkness covers me like a blanket in my room

No color in sight, as my ipod plays a simple tune

I'd like to think the darkness is my enemy, but sometimes it seems to be my friend

Although I feel sometimes that it pretends, that it stabs me in the back when all I want is a little light

It doesn't seem to think that a little light is alright

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