November 13, 2011
By ElizabethBlack PLATINUM, St. Louis, Missouri
ElizabethBlack PLATINUM, St. Louis, Missouri
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Night melodies of night
Pumping through the air the air
Sleepless toss and toss and turn
Tired, let’s get out of here

Some say, when the moon is out
Insomniac, insomniac
Clouds of thought for thought of thought
Loudest music silent night

Tired, tired, so tired
Just can’t seem to shut my eyes
Falling downwards falling still
Until our dreams shut out the light

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