Acquainted with the Dark

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A demon spoke to me last night
He said I had no chance and I think he’s right
Putting out every old flame and spark
Valentine’s Fall, the one acquainted with the dark
Blowing all my stress in the air
Empty bottles all the around my chair
Self-medicating to hide how much I care
Heaven is off in the distance but don’t think I’ll ever get there

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