Tired eyes stare at blank pages
Time passes by fading into the ages
Desperation tries to force perspiration into inspiration
Darkness seeps into the bones
As weary minds dream of home
Exhausted minds fight the binds of time
A quiet voice makes a quiet plea
Something to help them flee
Escape the pain the seems to come without gain
Tired eyes slowly close shut
Their time, finally up
A lost fight, but never a fruitless plight
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