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Night turns to day
And day into night
Trying hard to hold on
With all of my might
A rope burns my hand
And I’m starting to slip
Sweat from my palms
Makes it harder to grip
The reality of all
I have fought to forget
Though darkness creeps in
There’s no time for regret
Trying hard to hold on
With all of my might
Yet, I’m slipping away
I’m not able to fight
The demons that kept me
And haunted my soul
I’ve lost who I am
Evil’s taken its toll
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 