The monitor fills the room
with an onomous glow
as I am dragged,
begrudgingly through, the endles night.
The day puts my night friend
to rest
as we are thrown
helplessly into
the morning light
I think I might,
get it right, and sleep tonight.
with an onomous glow
as I am dragged,
begrudgingly through, the endles night.
The day puts my night friend
to rest
as we are thrown
helplessly into
the morning light
I think I might,
get it right, and sleep tonight.

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