Every tick of the clock, is another hard knock;
reminding me strong, of all that is not !
They say that I have life, but am I really alive?
For, I yearn to wake up, from this walking dead of a life.
To open my eyes, to the reality that lies.
But, drugged by this slumber, I struggle to rise;
and wait for the day, that I may open my eyes !
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