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| deb |
these weary eyes grow heavy as i stifle a yawn i wish wasn't there- i just can't make myself sleep- not in this house- not alone. too many things creep into this mind and i suddenly see things as i did at 5: wind howling, stairs creaking, wide eyed staring at the doorknob turning at 3am... i can't sleep in this house not alone i just can't make it go away |
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| Doar | this makes me restless. | 070720 |