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Imaginative Insomniac
21 February, 2011
Author: tommyg

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His madness
His genius
His pretend happy place

He wishes he could explain it
No word seems to match
His fuel is on empty
His love is on hold

Hopefully he can find himself
From an angel some how
That is pain was for something
He transformed it somehow???

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