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FRUSTRATION
I am tired, but I cannot sleep;
I close my eyes, I even count sheep.
My body is aching; I need a nap;
Yet my adrenaline is alive, I'm going to snap.
I can't remember, the last time I slept;
With this insomnia, so frustrated I never before felt.
I feel like a zombie, like the walking dead;
Feel so wired, even in bed.
I'll try to force myself, I need a break;
Keeping up this pace, I can't for heaven's sake.
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NIGHTTIME BLUES
Baby, Baby, Baby
I got them old Nighttime Blues
The same ones I always get
When I get started missin' you
It's
by Larry Terry
FRUSTRATION
I am tired, but I cannot sleep;
I close my eyes, I even count sheep.
My body is aching; I need a nap;
This pitch light, exasperating exhalation of things to canter
through this room tomorrow, is the hollow of midnight.
Moving
Tonight, Lord, I say a prayer to you.
Before I lay my head down to sleep.
While I try to promise to myself, That I dare not
Scenes from the Diner
The nighthawks sit in somber
Sippin' coffee from their cups
Invigoratin', buzzin', makin' lovin'
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