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[sir_messiah_]

Can't sleep
I'm sick of dreaming neway
I broke the cold and cough cain
I snaped it in half
No more Sir Miah
whatever
The only preson that could miss him dosen't
That part of my life is death
And in may ways I am 2

I can write again
I'm working on something

Everyday I sing your praisies
Every night I take your pills
I just do it over and over again
But it dosen't fulfill
I just needed to breath
I just needed to breath
I just needed to breath
Let's define naive