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Lack of Sleep

Fighting Sleep, Fighting life,

When? How will I rest my head tonight?

Breaking in the sky, I will see sunlight.

To these weakening eyes, it's far too bright.

Morning breakfast's first bite

Restlessness is an uphill fight.

Misspelled words, a writers fright

Untamed thoughts, rage incites

A kitchen chair provides no respite

Another day of waiting for twilight.

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Jul 22, 2010
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