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The television flashes, the static crashes The loneliness sets in on small patches The restless snoring, the great and boring The lustful thoughts of those I should be adoring The quieter air, the darker stare The wolf at the door that I’m aware I grab the keys and drive to somewhere without needs Where did we all go? Where did the little problems go? Did the quietness build up? Did society slip up? The Nationalistic lust. The gravitational trust We went somewhere without a must We came back without a trust Our Night Sickness built up Our Night Sickness choked us up
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 1:03 AM UTC
Night Sickness
The television flashes, the static crashes The loneliness sets in on small patches The restless snoring, the great and boring The lustful thoughts of those I should be adoring The quieter air, the darker stare The wolf at the door that I’m aware I grab the keys and drive to somewhere without needs Where did we all go? Where did the little problems go? Did the quietness build up? Did society slip up? The Nationalistic lust. The gravitational trust We went somewhere without a must We came back without a trust Our Night Sickness built up Our Night Sickness choked us up
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 1:03 AM UTC
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