Yes it is another night filled wiht lonely thoughts within a head that can't take much more than the soppy wet cloth that gets left in the shower. It only drips dry in the vain hope of remaining clean. Why is it that insomnia becomes the nightmare of a dream I once knew in a warm bed with pillows as my comfort? It is only a head some say but it is
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Where is the male at? Did he get eaten by a starving munchikin or something?
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