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Insomniac Thoughts

insomniac thoughts I awoke this morning to find pure mayhem at hand The voices in my head, during the night Dripped out my ears like liquid seeds that grew like a weed these twisted evil things These dark shades of my mind, drank all my coffee And then full chaos was soon at hand, as dawn awoke They laughed in wicked merriment as they danced Demonic tunes appeared as if from the very air As if a ghostly devil's jazz band was here And the lunacy surely didn't finish there But thankfully sleep came again to free me from my insomniac madman's mind from further sights By no sleep Marcellus Wilinski hahaha lol

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