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As I lay in bed I reach for the comfort around me
As I lay on the floor sprawling I lose my comfort I surround myself in screams
My body trembles, waiting to see what will happen
My life passes by, but I see nothing that I am proud of
Beginning to wonder, what is false and true?
I squirm myself out of bed, to look out the window
The struggle to break free
The struggle to survive
Ends violently in the dead of night