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Sleepless


Finally at rest, he lay his weary head Wide awake, she stumbles on A sudden move to push the light away Nothing turns the dark down Blank mind, splattered walls Head spinning, collapsing walls The tug of the trigger ended it all His decision is where it began Screams rang out, tears fell down Chin held high, laugh too loud Sleeping in heaven Sleepless in hell
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