Insomniac.

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As I go lay down to sleep, 
I began to sob, cry, and weep. 
Thinking of you hurts me so, 
Why did you leave me and why did you go? 
I did my best to make you smile, 
I was hoping that you would stay for awhile. 
My heart beat fades, 
My system is running slow. 
Can you see it doesn't it show? 
Forever you are gone, 
I know you won't come back. 
I will never be able to do anything, 
And I'll always be an insomniac.  

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