I can't start writing
Don't know what I'm thinking
I was about to stop asking
When I realized it's just an actingIt was 12:05 and I can't sleep
My head hurts so deep
I roll creep
Still can't sleepMy mind seems waiting
Waiting for an unknown thing
Yet body seemed tired of watching
The dark and sleepy ceilingI tried closing my eyes
This play I don't wanna buy
Tired of playing this dice
'Cause there's no prizeAt last I feel asleep
Quite and quite deep
Wishing this peace I can keep
Until I wake up from this sleep-fictionwarriors
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Poems made in my room #PrimoAwards 2018 #Obliawards2018
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