eyes
drooping
so low, so heavy
my mind is running rampant with thought
my body is an hour behind
tick tock of the clock lulls me
dulls my sense of being
rocks me to unconsciousness
I do want to sleep...dont I?
what is it that keeps me
I can't tell anymore
Im beginning to fall
asle
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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