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t i r e d
tonight, my fingers move slowly
ironically, i am wide awake
recently, sleep is escaping my being
eventually, i will admit my defeat
dawn, i will great it today
y a w n
you never saw, the effects you left
any scars, i hid from you
whenever i cried, you were not my consort
now when i'm affected, i cannot seek comfort
t e a r
today, i am matured
even though, i'll never meet your standards
angry, are you?
really funny, i worked around the system
m o v e
my body aches, shaking slightly
overbearing, you've exhausted my mind
venturing too close, you only built the wall
exhaust, all you see as i disappear
b r e a t h e
beneath a bridge, there were promises
reasons i hid, to protect all of us
envy isn't kind, you know
another time maybe, i'll admit the faults
there is shame, in the end of this
here you'll die, under your lock-down
enter stage left, the demise you dreaded
n o w
never again, will i call forth your comfort
over you, i'm getting so close
without you, i'm still alive
w o w . . .
with
out
wonder
i...am...just...fine
tonight, my fingers move slowly
ironically, i am wide awake
recently, sleep is escaping my being
eventually, i will admit my defeat
dawn, i will great it today
y a w n
you never saw, the effects you left
any scars, i hid from you
whenever i cried, you were not my consort
now when i'm affected, i cannot seek comfort
t e a r
today, i am matured
even though, i'll never meet your standards
angry, are you?
really funny, i worked around the system
m o v e
my body aches, shaking slightly
overbearing, you've exhausted my mind
venturing too close, you only built the wall
exhaust, all you see as i disappear
b r e a t h e
beneath a bridge, there were promises
reasons i hid, to protect all of us
envy isn't kind, you know
another time maybe, i'll admit the faults
there is shame, in the end of this
here you'll die, under your lock-down
enter stage left, the demise you dreaded
n o w
never again, will i call forth your comfort
over you, i'm getting so close
without you, i'm still alive
w o w . . .
with
out
wonder
i...am...just...fine
december 17, 3:19 AM...
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