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Writing Plights
Half an hour before midnight
Here I am writing plights
Breaking my own fragile heart
Falling at my softest spot
This time nothing rolling my cheeks
I've been in pain for countless weeks

Shadows in white, red flicker in stripes
Shared little town, old sadness swipes
Armorless flesh battling in war
Curtains closed, shows played in raw
Wasn't it...