《Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken》Insomnia

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I woke up today

3 am again

Just like yesterday

The night somehow ended up becoming my day

I've been daydreaming about happy endings

The only way I seem to get them these days

I use my fingers as brushes, pens

My mind a blank canvas I can always paint

Cover it with art

Ornament it with little broken pieces of me

Pitiful pieces composed of me

The darkest mind

Shines too bright

In the middle of the night

Even my dog hates me

When I'm dreaming of sunshine

She barks until I wake up

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