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Blessed or damned
A cold and chilly night, loneliness sets in
waking up in a daze, no knowing what time it is
the stars are out, out of my mind
I used to care, but love is blind
All I need is a muse, its not really you
Your lies, I started to believe
the web you were beginning to weave
alone at last no one to leave
My quiet rooms, I enjoy the still
snoring puppies, warm within
I do not care day or night
blessed or damned just to write
andreatravis
10-31-12
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