Those sleepless nights that periodically return with haunting memories, not revealed, kept hidden away.
HIDDEN MEMORIES Countless nights I lay awake, Dreams won't come in the blanket of darkness, Exiled from peaceful sleep. Framed memories, agonizing details, untraceable in daylight, Spiral into the abyss, dark and deep.
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