day 46
My head is bad
In bed all day
distress, a mess
my thoughts array
I hide in sheets
don't see the light
Curtains are drawn
I have no might
This poem short
My head is bad
a mess, distress
no words on pad
My head is bad
In bed all day
distress, a mess
my thoughts array
I hide in sheets
don't see the light
Curtains are drawn
I have no might
This poem short
My head is bad
a mess, distress
no words on pad
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