January 17, 2018
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I creak in the middle of the night
Waking the raccoons in my head
My eternal light shines from within
My organs decomposing from abuse
Men in suits come and replace my damaged insides with new
Some say spirits walk my arteries
Looking for memories from their past life
I grow tired with age
Tired of change
Tired of being sold
So when I'm ready I catch ablaze
And my neighbors watch over
As I fall to ash 

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