Sleepless night
I'm thinking of you
My head is on straight though my heart is coming unglued
Then I hear my pillow whisper in my ear
"What do you have to loose?"
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PoetryPoems. Most if these poems come from texts or conversations with people. Believe it or not. Shhh! Authors secret! COVER CREATED BY PHANTOMS_/_idiosyncratic
