Tick Tock.

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Tick tock.
The clock taunts me.
Sleep eludes me.
Time is playing games.

Tick tock.
I broke the clock.
Sleep still laughs in my face.
I think I might be going insane.

Tick tock.
Words whirl through my brain. 
Creative fires swirl again.
Tick tock mocks the broken clock.

Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.

Tick tock.
Sleep wanders closer.
Tick tock.
Sleep stares me in the face.
Tick tock.
Sleep runs away.

Tick tock.
Insomnia.
My dear friend.
I wish I could say I've missed you.

Tick tock. 
Daylight. 
7 am. 8, 9, 10. 
I'm still awake in bed.

Tick tock.
Fuck you clock. 
I guess I'll sleep when I'm dead.
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