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Oct 2014
I have some trouble trying to sleep,
No matter how long I count sheep.
My brain was fried
And so I cried
Til my eyes finally shut.
The next night it's all the same.
I need some drugs to numb this pain.
My mind is gone,
It's been so long,
Since my eyes really shut.
I have some trouble trying to sleep
So off my balcony I'll leap.
My brain was fried
And so I died.
Now my eyes are finally shut.
MKF
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MKF  New Jersey
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