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May 2019
Trying to sleep,
Working till i get tired
In my bed i retire
But my head playing solo
Spamming me with thoughts going slowmo
Making my body slave of my mind
Feeling miserable, confined
But i'm a fighter

Even if i'm blind
I can see brighter

In my imagination i feel ya near me
No doubt you can hear me
In the broken mirror the reflection of myself
Deep in my eyes you can see yourself
Let dreamland turn wonderland


Your image shining
Like a lighthouse, guiding my steps towards sleep,
deep
Finally, i'll get there even with air to breathe
I'll try to find some peace
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