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bloodshot eyes
body covered in sheets
trying to keep my eyes closed
with thoughts causing fear
making my heart thump
when the last thing i want
is to feel alive
–a.r, sleepy monster.
"now, whenever i’m awake at 11:30 and it’s a friday night, i think of him and i let him go."
0038 Launches
Part of the Poetry collection
Updated on October 07, 2017
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