Insomnia is my best friend
He knows my thoughts
He knows what I do
He knows my deepest secrets
He knows everything
His always there when people aren't there
I can relay on him
I can't relay on humans
Humanity destroyed my imagination
Destroyed my peace
But his there when my soul is its darkest
I don't like talking about him when the world is busy.
: the lonely kid.x
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The Lonely Kid's Thoughts.
PoetryHis everyday thoughts. The type of thoughts he doesn't share. He lives within my soul. He lives in her. She doesn't mind him living in her. A true love story.
