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It's 2 AM, yet I am awake body dormant, but brain running wild What I think of now won't matter tomorrow a jumbled mess of insanity compiled My mind keeps running, faster, faster I can't even follow my own train of thought Every second is like a new chapter A new one begins as the last is forgot Deeper thoughts are protruding surface Predators of the night, they refuse to be silenced Regrets and hardships thrown into a furnace Crafting a weapon, a mind of defiance I finally believe I may drift off to sleep Yet floodgates have broken, a wave of mistakes I let out a sigh, a breath of defeat It's 2 AM, yet I am awake
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Nov 20, 2012
Nov 20, 2012 at 12:02 AM UTC
2 AM
It's 2 AM, yet I am awake body dormant, but brain running wild What I think of now won't matter tomorrow a jumbled mess of insanity compiled My mind keeps running, faster, faster I can't even follow my own train of thought Every second is like a new chapter A new one begins as the last is forgot Deeper thoughts are protruding surface Predators of the night, they refuse to be silenced Regrets and hardships thrown into a furnace Crafting a weapon, a mind of defiance I finally believe I may drift off to sleep Yet floodgates have broken, a wave of mistakes I let out a sigh, a breath of defeat It's 2 AM, yet I am awake
mike-taylor
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Nov 20, 2012
Nov 20, 2012 at 12:02 AM UTC
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