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Moving On

I wish I could sleep
Insomnia dancing
On the brim of my lids
As I wait
Frustrated a little
Emotion won't show
All I ask
Is for you to be
So selflessly awakened
I'll stop feeding you
And find inspiration
On another pair of lips
Smooth at talking
And sweet to the taste





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