This is say
The world of shadows
No longer the day
Sleepless
For the night creeps
Slipping
Between my bed sheets
I lay still
Wondering what demons stalk
The witching hour ticks
The alarm clock tocks
Twisting
In my silken cage
My imagination runs wild
My bed center stage
Aug 3, 2012
Aug 3, 2012 at 1:30 AM UTC
This is say
The world of shadows
No longer the day
Sleepless
For the night creeps
Slipping
Between my bed sheets
I lay still
Wondering what demons stalk
The witching hour ticks
The alarm clock tocks
Twisting
In my silken cage
My imagination runs wild
My bed center stage
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