Vapid

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Eyes shut tight

Slow, steady breaths

Sluggish thoughts

Though still I can't rest

Dark, dreary places

Faded scars

Frightful shadows

Enticing memoirs

I toss and turn

A slave to the night

Wishing to stop

This internal fight.

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