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When I can't sleep


When I can't sleep.... I write.... I write about all the things that cross my mind And the places I wish to go And the people I wish to meet But I can never bring myself to beileve these wishes I have will ever come true 'Cause all I see is the words "I CAN'T" My mother used to tell me can't died in the cornfield.... I never got that. Because she never explained... I forgot about it. Once she stopped saying it my mind kept slipping to I can't... I can't... I can't But soon I can't became my I can... I can died in the cornfield.
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