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Aug 2012
Insomnia attacks you front on,
rips back your eyelids
and devours the human sleep mechanism.

Depression disembowels you
and you feel sick to your stomach
every ******* second.

Scars forming on one limb
turn into bruies on another
and then into deep red scabs on the next.

Headaches throb and throb
and bash and throb
inside your head for weeks.

Extensive cold showers
do not suffice as an escape
And fail at making you clean enough.

There is only so much a pill can do.
mads
Written by
mads  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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