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I Can'T Sleep Tonight
I CAN’T SLEEP TONIGHT I can’t sleep tonight, thinking of others All those lost hurt sisters and brothers I really want; to wish the rest of us well But; it doesn’t reflect well, others in hell Whose inner souls, having no good rest While; we are as enjoying life to its best Life to me is just a b*tch and so uneven Others suffering without; a good reason How can we; enjoy this, Christmas cheer When just down the road; others in fear Spending so much money; to give praise As a child long dead; we all give appraise His heart wants you; to give to all others Open all your hearts, to the lost mothers Whose children cry at this so festive time Of celebrations; nothing, short of a crime We have got it wrong, can’t you just see Give to all others; and, set all others free So nation upon nation; can all sleep tight As protect the unprotected; on this night Give thanks; and, praises to what we got And keep thinking of those who have not Christmas for me is going in the trash bin Cause unless all are happy; it is just a sin Indiana Shaw . . . *-*
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