i miss those nights turned into mornings
stretching the night out until the sun rose
having people around that couldn't sleep as much as i couldn't
having someone to talk to during the moments where i need to the most
the moments i need to be distracted most
what happened to me?
i'm never out late anymore
always up late
but never out late
and up late, alone
stuck inside, but no one to talk to
driving myself insane
sleepless
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hello, i love you, won't you tell me your name hello, i'm good for nothing will you love me just the same?

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