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I'm up at 12

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2 in the morning

Thoughts swirling swirling

My head swimming swimming

The music becomes blurred

Muddled into the same repeating melody

The thoughts tangle and twine

The tears are think and then fine

I'm being drugged by my own thoughts

Ripped apart by my own doing

Rip rip rip

Swirl swirl swirl

Cry cry cry

Tgen stop

Blankly stare at the wall

Till my eyes shut

One lid

Then

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