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|Insomnia: 10/05/2004 - 3:05 AM |
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dreams of innocence shan't replace the constant churning of knowledge in my core. This shudder grips my marrow the lump of words unsaid wedged firmly in my throat yet you slumber on leaving me in your wake of consciousness and I lay here beside you yet so far away concentrating on forbidding our limbs to touch and I find that somewhere in the maze of somedays and maybes I lost sight of today. |
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