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Insomnia


Sleepless days, sleepless nights.

Time ticks closer to the fall features.

Classes at day, classes at night,

can't decide which schedule is right.

I never sleep anyways, either schedule should be easy.

I'll just stay up, study and munch on cold pizza.

I work 9 to 5 and in class late night, I still can't sleep even though I'm so tired.

I come home and take hot showers, sit on my sofa with laptop and book in hand.

I've been awake longer than I can stand.

I have a huge exam in the morning break, I attempt to study but my head hurts

the more I intake.

I am still awake, but not for long.

I finally fell asleep while writing this poem.

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