I should have gone to sleep last night
But the thing is
When you're tired enough
Things are
numbed
Everything is
S l o w e r
D
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L
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Suspended in this almost realityYou see
Being tired and hungry
Leaves room for little elseSo I'm stuck
Kissing every star I should have said goodnight to
And falling in love with every sunrise I never should have seen
Hoping today will be good enough I can get some sleep
YOU ARE READING
D I V I N I T Y
PoesíaThere is a wild fire in this chest of mine #1 in hymn (6-12-19)