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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)
Written by Dimitri_Dragovich
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