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insonmia
i stare blankly into the backs of my eyelids;
alien colors dance nervously across the dark backdrop. another sleepless night. why do they haunt like this? at a time like this? now, more than ever, i could use a good nights sleep. instead, i am a zombie; doomed forever to wakewalk through the night and sleepwalk through the day- never really awake, never really asleep. Last edited by Bevvy Swift; May 12, 05 at 03:05 PM. Reason: fuck you myles |
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