4:09 am and I'm not sleeping. Wide awake, wrists open but not quite bleeding. Mind ****** by man vs nature. A young child battles against wits & wagers. I fall in between, because neither of us are sleeping.
Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 4:12 AM UTC
4:09 am and I'm not sleeping. Wide awake, wrists open but not quite bleeding. Mind ****** by man vs nature. A young child battles against wits & wagers. I fall in between, because neither of us are sleeping.
I wish I could write loneliness down, keep em trapped between the blue lines. I could go for Chinese, a great hug, a long kiss. I just need closeness.
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