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40 winks

Staying up past bedtime
just to spend the night alone.
Whispers from the darkness  
taunt me for my throne.
 
Some will say I have the blues,
But the only color I see is blacK.
 
I think I think too much,
But there I go again.
Staying awake all night  
just to dream all day.
Written by twurminator
Published | Edited 11th Mar 2015
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