I don’t want to be awake

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Shell-shocked

I think I’m draining from my feet

All of me has been released

Gone leaking from my heels

And what shell has been revealed

This empty, hollow husk

In silence I entrust

My mouth to stitches fine

To contain my spilling mind

Else all should soon be lost

Bitten shreds of what I’ve got

The trappings left of me

Come worming through my teeth

And rip my lips gone wide

Revealing dark inside

A sick and somber brain

Clings to thought: “I’m sane”

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About Keats

Oh I'm sassy and I'm sexy, So silly sweet-and-sour Delightfully disastrous And deliciously dour I'm flippantly foolish, Filled I am with fear Can't concentrate completely, and my conduct isn't clear But to bravely be my best I Bring bravado back, BEHOLD!

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