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Night Night!

yes, Nights are mine,

2'o clock is

when I wander away

all the whole me,

raw, twisted, and awake me

For the Love of my closest,

constant High

It's all in the Head,

that I need to keep remind myself

its ok, that's a fortnight phase

Waxing and waning

thunder and storming

All the darkness

keep surrounding the hollow feel,

All wounds left open to heal

Letting you in on

a long awaited secret wish,

a normal happy sleep,

Dreams of summer & swings

Maybe, just Maybe someday

I'll have a icecream for sweet

Not just eating away my sin,

towards the end of every day

A content life with a goodnight kiss...

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