Insomnia

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The thoughts hunting me,
Scaring my dreams away,
I no longer can chase them,
All because of it.

I no longer can dream, so as have nightmares.

Colors fading, yet my eyes still aren't closing.

I feel mad, crazy, insane insomniac.

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Sleep.

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