blinds

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a blur of sound
growing louder
but i cant make out
one single voice.
only the clock
is screaming at me,
taunting me with its ticking
as the rest of the world
fades away.
ill try to shut it out
and ill close my eyes
because the eyelids
are the blinds
of the mind

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