The Last Day Days go on, you awake living a pattern, tiredness seeps in sleep is prohibited, yet you disobey Days end, innerself explodes. Nights are your freetime your body starts to unwind sleepless nights, total opposite magic around, sick of this shit can't wait till days end. Days gone by, boredness kills you other things too, you don't care. Friends have left you or have you left them. Sweat to confusion, what has happened? Surroundings are not familiar good is absent, the bad are present you alone, buddies gone. Sleepless nights have paid off.
Reason for writing:
A reason I myself cannot understand why. First for me, maybe last.
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