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Jan Reest
Poems
Jul 14
Time as a wound
July 14, 2025
The seconds hand is an aching needle,
pushing deeper into my conscience
with every passing second.
One span is enough to measure my despairβ
twice is enough to **** me ten times over.
I'm tired.
Why won't this day end?
I want to lay my head on the pillow
just to span the time that's left
by skipping it.
#depression
#lament
#sadness
#tiresome
#sleep
#life
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