Tired (2013)

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I drag my feet,
My eyes half open,
Teetering in and out of consciousness,
My heart half broken,
You ask me how I’m doing,
I’m tired,
Of what you ask,
My bones ache,
My eyes droop,
My chest is heavy,
My back breaks,
My will snaps,
I need a rest already.

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