Fatigue

Fatigue, I wonder why your name

Is as you,

Why you stress and bother me

Even without an offense

I wonder why you break my bones

So that I may only feel limp

And sit watching the hours fly by

You tickle my nose, to mildly snore

And breathed on me a heavy sleep


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