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Nothing to say
Who needs sleep
If rest does not exist,
Eyes shut,
and words float to the surface
You,
are so many, maybe's away.
My what if's are the reasons for these sleepless nights.
Blury foresight
Another place,some other day
Don't be so loveless
I've been tortured enough
Ticking clocks
Trying to catch up with minutes,
spent on others.
If rest does not exist,
Eyes shut,
and words float to the surface
You,
are so many, maybe's away.
My what if's are the reasons for these sleepless nights.
Blury foresight
Another place,some other day
Don't be so loveless
I've been tortured enough
Ticking clocks
Trying to catch up with minutes,
spent on others.
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