Incisive Insomnia. The lone night is as much a part of me as the morning breeze. Yet they are at war! They are at war with me and Iβm cut in half. If only I could wake when rested and sleep when weary...
Incisive Insomnia. The lone night is as much a part of me as the morning breeze. Yet they are at war! They are at war with me and Iβm cut in half. If only I could wake when rested and sleep when weary...