Sleep

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Silence the mind of a thinker

Nibble the letters from your finger

Who would've figure, maybe it's the liquor



Can't help but to think, imagine situations

Now here I sink, in this world of my illusion

Crazed just to blink, an eye of desperation

Craving for answers to drink, drugged by confusion



Warm the body with blanket of extremes

Comfort your head with pillow of dreams

Just so anticipation can ruin your sleep

Shhhh race to sleep deep.

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