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Zzzquil

The bottle of Zzzquil is empty but tell me where did it go? spacing out in the corner trying to figure out who would know The bottle of Zzzquil is empty yet there's a dim light still on laying in my room hoping for at least a yawn The bottle of Zzzquil is empty yet the ticker goes quicker and quicker Not to sleep, not now nor for a while It's a curse I've had since I was a child But could it really be? Have I really drank it all? Drowsiness has eluded me though I do feel quite stoned staring at the ceiling where cracks begin to form This ritual is most common it happens every few days when I come home from work in my bed I'll stay awaiting my dreams in the quiet dark haze

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Date: 9/2/2019 4:51:00 PM
Really cool.
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