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Nov 2013
If I lie awake tonight
Roll another smoke to fight
A cloud of passing dreams again
Skylights flood the floor
Roll over just to hear the door
Closing in on my last breath
My lungs will work again
Just because of course they can
In spite of destitue and shame
If I stare at you too long
I'll never sing another song
It's my addiction to over-think
...I'll never win this war...
Written by
imaginary reality
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