Dear Insomniac

by music4pumpkins   Sep 20, 2009


Dear Insomniac,
Where are you at?
Are you living fine?
Insomniac, are you still mine?

Dear Insomniac,
Don't be like that.
You make yourself a wreck.
Just let your old skin shed.

Dear Insomniac,
Why don't laugh?
I can still hold you.
We can still be in sync, us two.

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