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[aid] => mick
[title] => Insomniatic Hell
[time] => 2006-05-24 13:46:10
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[bodytext] => Sit in silence, Watching the hours pass, Whilst in darkness, Waiting for day to break. Going out of my mind, Unable to close my eyes, Unable to dream, Hoping to die. When daylight comes, Im left lethargic, A walking zombie, Wanting to be free. My tired eyes feel like, Theyre going to bleed, My tired mind feels like, Its going to explode. All thats needed is sleep. Just to re-energise, But this is not going to happen, Driven to a life of sleepless nights, Wishing and hoping I can die, Any day soon. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 60 [informant] => Beni [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )
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