Friday, September 18, 2009
NOTHING WRITE DRINK
I don't know how to sleep anymore.
All I do is drink and write.
All my mind does is think.
It's so strange to have someone
so close in your thoughts,
when you don't reach theirs.
Then I do nothing.
I still don't sleep,
just nothing, write and drink.
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