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Sleep

too hot

too cold

too many excuses

too much to think about

too much blame to place

too much hurt to live with

too much pain to bear

Nightmares? dreams? anything?

nope. nothing.

too dark.

too bright.

to early

to late.

 

I just can't sleep...

HELP!

 

too much stress

too many headaches

too many excuses.

to late for help?

 

Pause. Breathe. Pray.

 

too late

to lose any more sleep

tonight.

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Jul 9, 2010
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