Can’t Sleep…

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It was nights like this when I’d write. Bloodshot eyes, whiskey on my breath, and a joint in the hand to help me relax. I’m also typing this with my right hand. A few mistakes but well worth the few puffs I get in before the fire dies out. It’s 3:51 in the mornin’. I miss him like the heavens miss a fallen angel. You feel bad for it up until a certain point. The cats are fed and the dog is filled with poo. Can’t sleep, what am I to do? I made a mistake and prepared for the best, but in my own interest. This joint is working its voodoo. I’m tired now. Goodnight. Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

Soul Searcher

A million times I question why the way things are supposed to be.

I’ve never tried to complicate the simple things.

It’s dark inside and I cannot hide these feelings.

Take the key and set me free from this misery.

My soul, my heart, my love be with me.

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A Moment

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I just wanted to take a moment and thank you for never giving up on me.

I just wanted to take a moment and let you hear exactly what you mean to me.

I just wanted to take a moment and thank God for bringing me to you.

I just wanted to take a moment and express my love for you.

I just wanted to take a moment and let you know you’re the apple of my eye.

I just wanted to take a moment and tell you my reasons why.

I just wanted to take a moment to tell you I love you for being more than my best friend.

I just wanted to take a moment and pray that these moments will never end.

Dreams

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In slumber we seek mysterious deeps. A picture painted vividly with the mind. Subconscious foundation floodgates enormous information through a small window of timely expiration. No clear remembrance if you tried. For when the body awakes the dream has passed through the eye of the mind and died.