Insomnia,
can't sleep,
when i do,
i have nightmares,
about you,
you coming back to steal my soul,
my heart will never belong to you,
you tore me apart,
left me to die,
blood running down my thigh,
a young girl,
maybe 5 or 6,
comes near and licks her lips,
my nightmare ends,
i'm coming back,
for revenge,
now i have to nolonger sleep,
you will sit in the dark and weep,
now my sleeping problems are passed on,
to you.
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