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3 in the morning its 3 in the morning blue light From the pod charger Fills the room Lately Its become the norm To lay awake In these early Morning hours words banging round inside my brain as rocks in a can of tin words pop pop popping like popcorn in a microwave need to throw back nights covers pull my duff outa bed take out pen and paper release the words from inside my head **** its 530 in the morning jSweptson
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Feb 24, 2011
Feb 24, 2011 at 5:19 AM UTC
3 in the morning
3 in the morning its 3 in the morning blue light From the pod charger Fills the room Lately Its become the norm To lay awake In these early Morning hours words banging round inside my brain as rocks in a can of tin words pop pop popping like popcorn in a microwave need to throw back nights covers pull my duff outa bed take out pen and paper release the words from inside my head **** its 530 in the morning jSweptson
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Feb 24, 2011
Feb 24, 2011 at 5:19 AM UTC
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