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Five o'clock in the morning,
such a long day ahead.
previous night flashed by
can't remember what was said.
I rub my bloodshot eyes
to wake to nothing but the room.
there is nothing here
nothing can dwell near
me because everything I've done
is sleep without Z's
long hours lying awake at night
staring at the ceiling
watching it drip upon me.
It weighs me down
and crushes me.
I cry out loud,
but no one hears it
I am alone in a sea of nothing
by
TheDarkShadowposted on 07/13/2009
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