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Insomnia
How long has it been? Minutes? Hours? Days? Weeks? Months? I couldn't tell you the last time I just laid down and slept,
My face has gone pale, The bags under my eyes grow. I don't remember what its like to dream. I don't know the feeling of being refreshed in the morning.
I don't sleep, I don't remember how. Do I close my eyes? Can you tell me how?
(the drug reference is meth, during meth you can't sleep for days at some points)
My face has gone pale, The bags under my eyes grow. I don't remember what its like to dream. I don't know the feeling of being refreshed in the morning.
I don't sleep, I don't remember how. Do I close my eyes? Can you tell me how?
(the drug reference is meth, during meth you can't sleep for days at some points)
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