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Insomniac percussion

I enjoy challenging as well as quite adventurous roles, though I'd love the workplace to be quiet it doesn't really matter to me, I'm lookin


Don’t buy it, but I’m the shade,
shading my life with that thoughtful blade,

I can’t sleep,

cause I’m the light that sparks
but is unknowingly kept in the dark

and when the fuel is over
the clever takes the meat,

insomniac eyes get the flash

metricizing the dull seat.

I can’t sleep,

as I contradict the laws of the “book of love”

with a bleeding heart and wounds so deep,

I can’t sleep,

I’m the bag, soft and wise,
but is rolled over like a flavored dice

and my mortal being weaker, sleekness isn’t there, people
I can’t sleep ...

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