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Oct 2018
you look at the clock, only three more hours you think
don’t worry, this entire night will be over in a blink
your body is tired but your mind is wide awake
you don’t know how much more of this you can take
you take a pill or two to help you sleep
but how long will that last if you’re in too deep
you pray for the torture to end, but the universe is bitter
it’ll give an hour of sleep to make you feel better
you rack your brain for new excuses and lies
for when they ask about the dark circles under your eyes
“i was up late studying” or “i slept till eight”
you use either one and hope they take the bait
but the truth is the dark circles under your eyes
are shadows of an intruder who uses you as a disguise
the truth is the dark circles under your eyes
are the bruises from the fights that end at sunrise
the truth is the dark circles under your eyes
are proof that you are now insomnia’s prize
insomnia is your only friend nowadays
while everyone else leaves, she always stays
Written by
ur local sad girl  17/F/probably in bed
(17/F/probably in bed)   
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     ---, H-B, Racheal Rodriguez, Ash Angel and Lizzie
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