Creator
*sleep*
My mind is dispersed.
The head weighs.
My eyes
want your so deserved
rest.
But no.
Not here,
not now.
My body revolts
against my inability
to rest.
My fingers weaken,
bile goes up.
It's like a disease
growing
inside of me
destroing
my mind,
my confidence,
my reasoning.
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