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Insomniac?
I rely on sleep
It’s the only thing
To keep thoughts at bay
Hours when my mind
Releases its grip
That strangles my sanity
Now, in its own
Sick and twisted way
Keeps sleep at bay
My mind is evolving
Tightening its grip
And slaughtering my sanity
Thursday 3rd May 2018 1:03 pm
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