Hell In My Bed

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My mind won't rest,

Ache in my chest,

I'm still awake,

And I still shake. 

The tears in my eyes

Won't let me sleep. 

Cling to memories

And I sink deep. 

My bed is hell,

It's not hard to tell. 

I don't fear the dark,

I just fear my heart!

I think it's broken,

It won't be silent.

It's how you used it,

Angry and violent.

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