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im still here
I have not slept yet but it feels like sleep is getting closer with every second that ticks away.
ahh...that sweet sweet feeling of sleep deprivation setting in..
sleep or stay up? what a fuckin' choice.
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Often times I wonder why
There's love and hate, theres live or die.
When sickness comes I must decide:
When feelings go, theres suicide.
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