Yet another sleepless night
Spots on the wall as filthy as the ones you left on my sheets
I mustn't sleep, theres still time to think
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Pour vous aimer ne m'a apporté rien mais la douleur
Pour vous perdre ne m'a apporté rien mais des questions au sujet du demain
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Physics means nothing anymore
I'm all over the place...in this place...in this space...feels like I'm running a race.
Addicted to nouns and lying upon balmy sheets
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Its been quite some time since I felt the need or want to write. Its always been something I loved, I've been writing since I was young. These past 6 years I haven't been living, or feeling and most recently I've been set free, that need and want to write has returned.)
Insomniatic Blithering Fool
Yet another sleepless night
Spots on the wall as filthy as the ones you left on my sheets
I mustn't sleep, theres still time to think
To go over and pick apart every aspect of your deceit
Heavy lids, furrowed brow
Its just as well I rest my head
With assiduous attemps to just let go for now.