InsomniaA Poem by Danithought it up when I couldn't sleep... who'd a thunk it?sleep slips swiftly through slender fingers. thoughts trace tender capillaries like drugs; stimulants that create alert, alarm. drugs that rob you of your sanity. © 2011 DaniAuthor's Note
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