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May 2015
I fear the warm embrace of my bed,
The soft feeling of my pillow beneath my head.
I fear the sleep that takes me at night,
For my dreams are dark and devoid of light.

I wish I hadn't been the one,
To find you wrapped in never-ending sleep.
Now my dreams come to me unbidden,
And I often wake as my eyes begin to weep.

I dreamed you put a bullet in your head,
Just the other night.
**** all if I could say,
Sleep is my greatest fright.
Aaron Reisinger
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Aaron Reisinger
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