Most nights...
My friends have fallen to dream land,
I stay awake unplanned,
I like to think with my eyes open.
If my eyes close for bed and I'm not tired,
I begin to feel uninspired,
my mind is then left wired.
I've tried to close my eyes,
but once the thoughts start they can't demise.

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Join free Log inThe Immortal Wize
this is a vey nice poem.
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:) I feel you on this one!
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