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I cant sleep

silence is thick around me

except for the settling sounds of the house

the shadows of the darkened trees outside

creep across my face

The moonlight glows over the roof

the stars twinkle twinkle

like little flakes of snow

I count the sheep

count ceiling tiles

think of thoughts and memories

of the dearest things to me

but slumber doesnt cross me

Instead I face insomnia



staring at the walls,

hearing sounds in the halls

think of everything I love,

underneath the stars above

count the sheep, count the tiles

not an awakened soul for miles

overhead hangs the moon

sleep please cross me soon

sleep please come to me soon