I lie awake and feel the world passing slowly.
I stand still and feel the faces starring.
Peering at me in a hideous tendency.
Their intentions are vague, yet so clear.
Screaming their silent whispers in the eyes of the dead.
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I lie awake and feel the world passing slowly.
The sands of time falling infinitely;
falling and falling
like Alice in the Rabbit's hole of Wonder.
Can this land we seek be sought?
...
I stand and feel the thoughts overwhelm me.
Spinning my head into complete oblivion.
Tossing and turning it; grinding and churning the inner works of a mind so dark.
I lie awake feeling the whispers of a thousand winds, each telling a story.
Journeys they have taken and paths they will cross.
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I stand still amidst the sighs of memories.
Growing old, breathing new life.
Now I sleep dreaming of a world quickly spinning,
all faces peering now blurs.
Now I sit actively watching life breathe it's first and final breathes,
until the new day beckons and cries.
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