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Coldness of night sleep escapes,
against my will I stay awake.
Tossing and turning,
time slowly burning,
until it is morning.

I'll go through my day
conceal my madness and dismay.
As best as I can at least,
I am only so strong you see.

A mask can only last for so long
before everything starts to feel wrong,
and the heart loses all sense of direction,
a crash imminent without correction.

And as the years go by
it becomes harder to lie.
Everyday In the mirror
I beg to become clearer.



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