nearly a bum
hibernating as if i don't have an exam
2-hour reading is already a burden
hallow hallow halloween
growing horns i see
get lost you worthless attitude
lest worms come and consume this body
leaving no prints nor legacy
lacking life
no drive to bite and hike
like the cloudy sky
still for heaviness inside
rooster crow now
forgiving eyes look upon me
gracious hands break me
and restore me till You see I AM
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