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by starnaux

Manipulation at its finest

Working even if the brain isn't the brightest

Best disguise at this point is swallowed

Asking for time we cannot yet borrow

Not up because we feel sorrow

Not up because we feel weak

But because we can't sleep

Explaining is the easy

Understanding is the deep

I fight that which is deprived

When everyday my eyes blur at night

Who would've thought to sleep i'd have to fight

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Excellent piece of poetry. Your wording and tempo help with the message. This is great work!!!