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the ghosts of my past go asleep over time go unconscious as the coast rolls on and on for miles these feet have tread just as long if not longer and behind the rearview mirror the sun is setting heading for bed just as my past as the night is black where it falls punched in the mind of my thoughts torn by the I that I've fought all this time i find it hard to sleep this night let's no longer fight over things we can't control over the past that's found itself asleep let's not wake the sleeping demons locked away behind steel cages of regret buried deep within the pit of my stomach ready to regurgitate vomit release at a moment's notice releasing the me i've fought to keep asleep keep me as i am hate me not for who i was