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Sep 2016
Sleep is for the weak,
And I'm too strong.
Up late thinking
Can't stop everything
From piling on.
And I'm just not tired,
I guess I'm excited,
But it's odd
How I just want you around
And it's strange
How easily I've fallen into this,
With you.

We don't need to be adults,
Even if we are.
And I love you,
And my insomnia's getting the better of me.
I'm thinking of your colors,
And listening to a playlist I made on your ipod.

Everything is disjointed,
And it's two fourteen am,
And it's pouring rain,
And I want to dance in the rain with you.
I want to be yours
From now until eternity ends.

Maybe I'm rambling,
Maybe I'm finally tired.
I love you,
And I'm terrified to go into
That town I hate tomorrow.
Maybe that's why I'm up,
Though I wish it was because
I'm on your mind.
Good night/morning? I love you, Bluebird! Hope you read this. <3
storm siren
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