Nightmares ravish in the light.
Nights turn over sunny days without sleep.
Dark circles hang from the eyes of the wicked.
Wrecked, soulless, broken, sick.
Reaching for your last breath.
A steady hand blows off the pain.
Liquor dangles from the lips of the sober.
The last scene takes place.
A standing ovation.
Final bows and the curtain closes.
Daydreamers lose hope.
Awakening speech falls on deaf ears.
Drowned out by the cries of chaos.
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