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I rather not sleep

It's unbearable claws

neverending dispair

a pain you would know

like blood in the snow

like rain on hot skin

the line was drawn thin

between sanity and then

the mind with its sin

a caged feral beast

is my love at least

the morning I dread

so I won't go to bed

and I will wait with the night

in the veneer of this lie

until morning light

fightning sleep

until dawn

on my breast

I yawn

then I

weep

unkowingly,

fighting sleep

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sherrie-lee-hurd

English

Published: May 6, 2010
LinesWords: 2384

Notes: I rather not sleep, for I will regret what I have done in the morning.

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