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Only a test.
I'm buried alive, this dirt is my guilt.
How will I survive and protect what I've built?
Render me useless, judge me to sleep.
These feelings are ruthless, my promise to keep.
My eyes have been heavy, my body needs rest.
But I'll sleep when I'm ready, this is only a test.
How will I survive and protect what I've built?
Render me useless, judge me to sleep.
These feelings are ruthless, my promise to keep.
My eyes have been heavy, my body needs rest.
But I'll sleep when I'm ready, this is only a test.
Published 12th Jan 2019
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judge me to sleep
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12th Jan 2019 1:48pm
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2nd Mar 2019 5:29pm
Worst case scenario, you make flowers.
Keep plugging forward, the burden may be heavy, but in time you will gain strength from lifting these weights; and can cast them off.
Keep plugging forward, the burden may be heavy, but in time you will gain strength from lifting these weights; and can cast them off.
12th Mar 2019 11:03pm
I sure will try to keep the balance going. Thanks for the compliments everyone, I'm about to post another one I wrote. Writers block is awful lol
