3 hours of sleep,
Im operating on full blast
and feeling better than I have
before.
Breakfast...eaten
Homework...completed,
but thats not why im happy.
Its something inside my
soul, tearing apart weeks worth of dread.
Holding on for whatever its worth,
yet never knowing how priceless a sensation im having.
Maybe its rented,
maybe I own it,
doesnt matter,
its here now.
Later days
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