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Sleepless Nights

Mind slowly broken 
Strewn across a path of scattered stones 
The vessel poured out upon the roots 
of an ever climbing tree

The lonely soul wandering aimlessly 
Never turning to look back at his mistakes 
Throws away truth 
for desire 

Instilling forever that last breath 
He weeps at a loss that will forever haunt him 
But he doesn't know how to turn back 
and say "I'm sorry"

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