Poem 5

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Tiredness

I want sleep

but I'll never get to rest

why am I such a mess.

I try to close my eyes

but all I hear are my thoughts saying lies

I feel like I am about to cry

I just need to try

and ask myself why?

I just need to say goodbye

to close my eyes

so that I may rise

My prize is sleep

so long and deep

so that I no longer weep

I'm no longer your sheep

And here I go finally asleep.

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