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Wake Me Up
What do I need to do to reach out to you?
The screams don't seem to be loud enough
Losing my mind,
Sleep has become a distant dream far from my reach
I don't even recognize my own voice
Yearning for a heartbeat other than my own,
Or is mine merely a figment of my imagination?
Frustration leaves my palms bruised,
My appetite dissolved,
My appearance broken, corroded,
My fingertips numb
I crave to hear it's okay to feel,
For I live amongst dead souls, bloodless and breathless,
Slowly my utopia is fading
I fear I shall never escape
Wake me up
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