Sleep

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A poem made by JailedX

Scream in silent misery,
Suffer insight pain
All these thoughts,
Makes me insane

Beautiful objects surround me,
Yet I do not show interest.
I wish upon a star,
They will not be harmed.

You might all hurt me,
But I still long for your affection.
And I,
Struggle to stay awake.

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