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Remember this day, Like worn off tires I woke up without opening my eyes Under the guise, known faces did not rise Talk empty speak Movement past motion If you told me I would not believe The life I would live Ghost of the past they shall not revive Rejoice the wise whom present connive Lucid veneers Through memories, oh sieve The non-touch of its kiss Bare bodies, voids of peace Caprice longing never to cease Awake still at sleep.
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 1:12 AM UTC
Hypnagogia
Remember this day, Like worn off tires I woke up without opening my eyes Under the guise, known faces did not rise Talk empty speak Movement past motion If you told me I would not believe The life I would live Ghost of the past they shall not revive Rejoice the wise whom present connive Lucid veneers Through memories, oh sieve The non-touch of its kiss Bare bodies, voids of peace Caprice longing never to cease Awake still at sleep.
I just had a really weird day, everything about me was numb and felt as a dream-like experience. It was as if I had gone half-asleep through an entire day. How do you classify a day like that?
#sleep#awake#poetry#day
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its_drusila
F/Japan
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 1:12 AM UTC
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