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Sep 2010
My head aches,
So
I dream of a whisper.
even when it breaths
it screams.
I cannot get stillness.

Stillness comes,
yet only in a form of time
and the ticking
and tocking
they
too scream.

Tick.
Tock.
I wait
with ache
to succumb to slumber.

It never comes,
only the loudness of the night.
the elements
also they roar
as I patiently sob
into a dreamless sleep.
Copyright Sept 15, 2010 by Renee S. Loren
Written by
Renee S L
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