Conor Young

Rookie (02/06/93 / London)

Insomnia - Poem by Conor Young

It’s here.
That sleepless night:
Awake in restless knowledge.
Death would be a quick end to my fight with night.
A short dropp and an end;
An end to my tears.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 4, 2010

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