why not?
to go from sleeping on floors, to sleeping, if lucky with a bloody paineroding the humanity away.curling and writhing against an ache,an ache so hollow, an ache all consuming,i drank away the pain of sleeping,dank away the pain of waking.all dark days begin anew,with golden rays shining through,to put dead days upon their shelf,i'll find how within myself,though dark clouds gather, alwaysit will rain a sunny day.
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