Sleepless by Spicy Digits

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Oct 9

The day is torturing me
For being unruly
My stomach is cursing me
For being unruly
My back is clutching my spine,
While my brain is on a diatribe.

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Spicy Digits 35/F/Australia

(35/F/Australia)

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