The Lure of Eve

Haunted...

by the echoes of the night ,

dreary with restlessness

Uneasy and irritable ,

I begin to groan

as my body bellows

Thoughts ridicule

optimistic wonder ,

forging gratitude

for explicit gander

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Beckoning...

to the call of boredom ,

I replay the rendition

of yesterdays sorrow

The translucent temptation

of what's to come

and what

may never show ,

deepens the tremble

in my allegation

A jarring twist of events

as I turn myself

against my health ,

choosing distress over bliss

With nothing to lose

besides limitation ,

why not resolve

my agitation

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Inadequate...

in efforts of attempt ,

enough is more

lust than exempt

Still restive

with no peace of mind ,

I feel as though

I'm losing time

The night begins

to fade to gray

instead of that crystal black jewel

of a savored gazed ,

I lay awake

emitting it's haze

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I wonder...

how can the cosmos

move when I have

yet roused a shift

Perhaps it's official

there's no end to this,

only an entity

of complacency

As my energy depletes

from this

longstanding war ,

my mind begins

to adrift

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Surrendering...

With eyes now closed

I'm elated in awe ,

a glint of amity

disrupts my enmity

This once grim night

has now turned light ,

as I set sail

to the land of rem