Sheet (an acrostic poem)

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Slipping between the covers, he pondered all the troubles in his life.

Heart pounded as the ghosts of the past floated by his bloodshot eyes.

Every single one rattled chains and moaned about mistakes and what could have been.

Eviscerating any confidence that still remained in his psyche.

The night dragged on and on, but rest was too afraid to visit.

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