thoughts

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Midnight drive
Heavy Soul
Deep Mind

Tornado signs
Strewn across
My walls

No plans and
No poems
tonight

One great yawn
Knowing I'll
stay up

Voices distant
Passive and
aggressive

Fingers tapping
the dark keys
light filled

Goodnight liers
and all
those cheats

Fake confidence
you'll never
see it

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