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Yawn
Contributed by
kill_my_soul
on
Saturday, 11th June 2005 @ 10:00:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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4 O' clock why cant i sleep? i toss and turn, i sing i read why cant i stop worrying? those sheep dont work and the the house to quiet i light my candles and silenty sit. my feet are frozen my lips are dry i think of you and tears fall from my eyes the dark room holds my fears like a mother holds her child i crawl back in bed and curl up in a ball i am exhausted but for reason i can not sleep at ALL.
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