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 With weary hands, I write this down

With a shaky breath, I cry my heart out

To say I'm in pain is an understatement

But to explain an ever more extensive assignment

If at any moment, my heart fails me

Do not a thing, but leave me be

You may not know, but sleep is a hefty task

But I don't expect you to, its quite an intruding ask

On this occasion, I will let it be known

My subconscious is not my own

To their accord do the demons sew

Back to my mind, I am afraid to go

Between us shall this secret be

Until the demons rest, will I sleep

Comments

  1. AnonymousMay 11, 2022 at 2:06 PM

    I almost hate and love the fact I understand this

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  2. Voice of a sad bitchMay 11, 2022 at 7:13 PM

    As sad as it sounds I can relate to every bit of this✨I love it

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  3. AnonymousMay 15, 2022 at 11:41 PM

    You may not know but sleep is q hefty task ❤️❤️

    ReplyDelete

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