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My Immature Poetry - 4. Exhaustion...!
My Eyes became heavy and hard to stand
Voluntary themselves to close.
My head jerks tons,
My face became so numb Making me looks like a dumb.
My knees are weak and my strength gone down
I walk unsteadily on this steel railing
It broke my hope of standing still.
Going up, stepping down,
I know it was easy to fall off Not a chance to impose on me.
The exhaustion...
Making me exhausted...
To the least point of exhausting...
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