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the demons in silence

our forever woken up

standing above sneak children

plotting such effective violence

see us bearing soul in the streets

the nightmares are unstoppable

when constantly falling asleep

you sound so frightened

I can smell your fear

churning inside out into fools gold

shine me into dependency

I lick the ashes of forest fires

tasting what reveals a sore throat

take me into chain link heaven

I'll crawl through any small space

to live lightly among your pretty face

just as soon as our wounds heal

we'll open them back up for your opinions