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Jun 2013
As ι lie here ,tossing and turning like the sea
my unnecessary thoughts makes it so hard to go back to sleep.
Nothing too deep but still ι cant sleep.

My eyes feel like shutting
but my mind wants to hear nothing
Counting the sheep ωση'т help this time

As my vision begins to blur
And my speech starts to slur .
ι lie awake
With my mouth dry but no energy
To quench my thirst
Thoughts of getting out of bed hound at me .

Eventually the morning will melt the night and i
Will still be wide awake
Written by
dionne  johannesburg
(johannesburg)   
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