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Insomniac
January 15, 2008
The sleepless nights are a fraction of the pain felt when your heart has suffered a love attack. The soul has a vast hole in the core with no appeasement could cure. How I long for pleasure of any sort. As days pass the mind dies of a love attack or maybe it’s still attacking. My explaining may be minor but my tear shows the fear of ever seeing what I’ve become. Deaf, Blind and or dumb would be a blessing if there was one. Is the end a long ways away or today?
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