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i wake in the morning though never from sleep, rather shaking off demons that live in day dreams. crawling –                crawling – worms in my head i shout “get out!” get out. i weep, “get out -please out.” You leave. no- not You, never You. i’m hysterical. i’m content. oh well, oh well. no one said this made sense, simply convenient - we need to forget. i scratch at myself, i’m dead. i drown. i don’t own my mind a darkness surrounds. it murders my soul, what will i feel? what will i be? nothing. i’m nothing. a slave to disease, i hide under covers, this sickness I’ll please – or else.. … what else? what more can it seize? victims screech from the street. lullabies. sinful sweet lullabies, they sing me to sleep.
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Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 1:03 PM UTC
i love lullabies the most (i think)
i wake in the morning though never from sleep, rather shaking off demons that live in day dreams. crawling –                crawling – worms in my head i shout “get out!” get out. i weep, “get out -please out.” You leave. no- not You, never You. i’m hysterical. i’m content. oh well, oh well. no one said this made sense, simply convenient - we need to forget. i scratch at myself, i’m dead. i drown. i don’t own my mind a darkness surrounds. it murders my soul, what will i feel? what will i be? nothing. i’m nothing. a slave to disease, i hide under covers, this sickness I’ll please – or else.. … what else? what more can it seize? victims screech from the street. lullabies. sinful sweet lullabies, they sing me to sleep.
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emily-7
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Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 1:03 PM UTC
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