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Under Fog

I count the seconds
Prisoner to irrational fear
Open my eyes
To a looming shadow
That never quite disappears

Is it boredom
That bring the thoughts
To much time
Given to thinking
Maybe the problem

Under fog
In darhkess
Suspicions
Stab at the heart
Eating my soul

The sound I hear
Is not me
But I wound myself
All the same
For the sake of reason

This compounds harmony
Restless agony
Nothing heals
Without pain
I still feel the hurt



 

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