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Jun 2013
It's about that time for a Midnight ****
to put my blistering thoughts at ease
to make this restless body rest
everything around me becomes more enjoyable to watch
laughter breaks through
I begin to think of you just like I always do
as I lean back dazed and confused
Led Zeppelin is pouring out sweet tunes
I hear "its on you"
my Bic torches the bowl
inhaling the feeling gets stronger
my eyes get heavier
sleep takes complete control
as I notice
Mr. Sandman stepping out the door
I lay there asleep in a room filled with smoke
After I took my midnight ****
Kyleigh Anne
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Kyleigh Anne
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