Weary and tired
Weary and tired, I lay my head My body weak, my soul long since dead The weight of the world, it presses me down I'm trapped in this darkness, with no escape to be found My eyes, they heavy, my limbs, they ache My mind, it's cloudy, my thoughts, they escape I'm searching for solace, a place to hide From the world outside, where I must reside
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