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Is this insomnia?
So much nausea
This can be a phobia
I shouldn't close my eyes.
I can't close my eyes.
So far from euphoria
I won't close my eyes.
:-/
I am Miss imperfect
I am a reject
No self respect
And no heart to protect
With me, you can't connect
Your kindness, I'll deflect
I am correct.
I am graceless
Also faithless
My life aimless
I'm not blameless
But I am nameless .
( and talentless)
I know I ****.

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