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Awake, eyes trapped on the red numbers, tick How deep is space, once you get to the end what is past it tock
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The ghosts, they keep me sane at night.
The cold and restless dead.
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i cant sleep
My depresions to deep
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Why is it somehow so acceptable to be so... "sensitive"?
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I am waiting for the morning so that I can sleep
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Highness is far beyond desciption , when you get down on your knees , and wwait for a reflection. We chose one way , more than ambitious , i tried to tell you , but you were suspicious , glancing within yourself , building yo
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by Insomnasiac
52 lines, 3 comments,
on Aug 14 12:48 AM. In Life, Insomnia, sleep, headphones, dreams, spritual, supernatural, pain, emotional
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An old poem that i wrote a long time ago. i found it. Never posted it anywhere. So here it is.
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1…2…3…4…
The counting of countless sheep.
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Sleep finally washed over me,
only to ignite into a monstrous nightmare.
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Ice of black our holy order
order of the Sleepless Knights
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5:30 a.m.
I hear a noise and awake with a start.
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A freewrite I wrote for the topic Insomnia, I liked it so I kept it.
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Too tired even to open my eyes,
Lost so much sleep that my mind shut down.
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Sleep, my faithful companion
deserted me for all too many hours.
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dazed and confused of what to do
i sing a tune
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Can I still until tomorrow,
when the rain storm passes over?
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I lay here in this big feather bed trying
to sleep but it isn't coming to me again
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Fighting the battle against time,
Face-to-face, dead in the eye.
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Waves of creativity stinging her nerves
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Eyes a glisten as heartfelt emotion bursts into existance constircting tears fealt so near my mind could simply disapear all at once yet fo
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I want to lie next to you
And sleep
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the shadows on my ceiling wage war against
the streetlight spilling through the window.
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