OFF

Inert was morning.                                                                                      Tired of the day                                                                                        Reality was overwhelming On bed,                                                                      I wanna lay off 

Dull was the night.                                                                                  Twinkling stars were off.                                                                                        Dark was good as right.                                                                  
 Looking for lights, I wanna turn off

No smile on face
No joy in case
Toxic was domain
Feeling it just, I wanna cut off
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