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Eyes spinning round and round
Exhaustion trying to overtake but to fail
Much as I try I can not even attempt at resting
For the mind is too occupied by racing thoughts
Eyes spinning round and round
Tell me now I do implore you
What must I do to relax and find rest
The answer continues to allude me
Eyes spinning round and round
I wish to lay down and sleep to my content
Yet something prods me to remain waking
Tell me now for I can not take it much longer
Eyes spinning round and round
Is this what happens when one feels too busy
Any longer of feeling half an insomniac is torture
But nay I can still not find peaceful slumber
Eyes spinning round and round
Come my dear sandman and share your powder
Let sleep overtake my weary bones and active mind
I tire of these waking hours lasting so long
Eyes spinning round and round
Allow me rest to face a new day fully
For I can not stand to feel as I shall tumble awake
Let the waking hours end for now to start again later
Exhaustion trying to overtake but to fail
Much as I try I can not even attempt at resting
For the mind is too occupied by racing thoughts
Eyes spinning round and round
Tell me now I do implore you
What must I do to relax and find rest
The answer continues to allude me
Eyes spinning round and round
I wish to lay down and sleep to my content
Yet something prods me to remain waking
Tell me now for I can not take it much longer
Eyes spinning round and round
Is this what happens when one feels too busy
Any longer of feeling half an insomniac is torture
But nay I can still not find peaceful slumber
Eyes spinning round and round
Come my dear sandman and share your powder
Let sleep overtake my weary bones and active mind
I tire of these waking hours lasting so long
Eyes spinning round and round
Allow me rest to face a new day fully
For I can not stand to feel as I shall tumble awake
Let the waking hours end for now to start again later
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beautifully written, and depressingly familiar