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kleptobismol

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Insomnia

the clock taunts me

three o clock it screams

another sleepless night

has brought me out

from my hiding place

frustrated, i rake a groggy hand

through my tangled tresses

and gaze at my reflection

i hate the mirror

it deceives me

and i wonder if it also deceives you

it shows not of the truth

that lies within

but instead of the mess

that covers me

dark rings under my eyes

i handle the rejection well

and paint on a smile

like always

the mirror does not show

the internal conflict

it does not show

me cursing the smile

i hate it

it is no longer a gift

but a necessity

i look away

but not before i glimpse

sadness in those eyes

hiding from the smile

do you see it too

i wonder

and a frown creases my brow

i ask myself

why i care

why i torture myself

with these questions

and i know

you only want

what you cant have

it has become obvious to me.
-me