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you dont bite

midnight is my blanket
4am is my sheet
5am is my entire spread
as it gets blue
i loose my sheets
no comfort
i need to be lathered in
moonlight
the sun makes me brittle
and bright skies make
me ache
then again
i am a hoodie hoarder
just another sickness
to keep me company
burn the hoodie
look up
and have trouble
with the sun
give you something
else to rant about
you fucking vampires
Written by Albylynch
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