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Out of Bed

I twist and turn,
between sheets of my bed,
For your ears I yearn,
Before I awake I see red.

The sadness inside,
Can't move, shower, or eat,
From the demons inside,
I look to my feet.

The urge to end it here,
My life is what I dread,
you're so distant and near,
I can't get out of bed.
Written by Bushido
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