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It's a shame that I myself Understand my mind the best In the dark and silent night Soon the clock will strike five And still insomnia keeps me awake Though my thoughts alone is enough To keep me awake and wondering At five A.M. Why anyone would be born Into a life like this Personal as it might be I will still publish my thoughts In the hope that someone Will free me from the demons And my blackened thoughts Until I find someone to completely free me I will continue hurting And continue looking My eyes will flicker over the landscape Of this world and the one in my mind and dreams And they will see exactly what I'm looking for Though I don't know what it is | ||||||||||||||
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