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Feb 2015
I'm tired and I can't sleep.
Tired of pretending I'm not weak
shhhhhhh.... do you hear that?
It's the tapping of my feet,
My fingertips on countertops, on glass,
The grinding of my teeth.
Do you hear my heart beat?
Do you hear the memories?
Dancing to their haunted melodies
shhhhhhh.... I'm tired and I can't sleep
I may come back to this and make it longer......
Two Dents
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Two Dents
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   RW Dennen and AllAtOnce
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