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Restless

Rest never finds
me fit for it's attention;
worthy of it's time.
You know, it coulda
just told me to take a hike;
coulda told me to fuck off.
I'd have done it,already.
Instead,I'm sittin' here
feedin' my hopes to it;
that one day it'll come
back around.

*Insomnia leaves little room
to escape from the day to day.
Written by Jamers_Mitchell
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