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Curse of Insmonia

nights long and sleepless full of toss and turn in the dark I'm helpless nagging thoughts too stern so desperately needing rest before my eyes explode no way to be my best in this sleep deprived mode days seem truly endless everything in slow motion feeling so damn restless I need some kind of potion some brew in the pot something to pick me up I'll take a double shot hurry, fill my cup I'll take anything to banish this wicked haze I'll try anything to vanquish insomnia's evil ways!

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Date: 11/30/2016 3:20:00 PM
Better make it two pots and make it strong. :) Fortunately I can not relate to this, I have hardly ever had a problem sleeping. I think it is my schedule of arising at 4:00am for work and not arriving home until 7:00pm. That makes one very tired poet. :) I love your poems Christy, your format is unique to you and your style is excellent. I know I'll never fall asleep reading one of your poems.
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