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out of placeby ~mindbean
Songs of the nightAll the shouting, and the screaming, so relentless, never changing, As if rehearsing for a play, A private screening - all my ownSongs of the night
I used to hide, sit and listen, to the strange cacophony, Waiting for the din to dwindle, And then crying myself to sleep
Now it’s different, it’s familiar,
cry and scream all you want, It’s become a family ritual, Like a demented lullaby
Oft’ I wonder what I did wrong, is this a form of punishment? Am I really such a burden? Enough to c
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