Another insomniac, curled up in the arms of the night
how will i erase the bruises of the day?
a helpless victim to my own restlessness
thoughtless and blank, yearning for peace
Just once sit beside me, pat me gently
hold me close in your loving arms
erase my wounds with your godly touch
kill this storm with your soothing smile
impart a sweet peaceful dream
in the casket of my memory
if this happens tonight
i wud wish never to wake up...
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