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A dream from which you cannot wake Is not a dream at all It’s but a delusion, a dreary fake A dream from which you cannot wake Caught within a breath you cannot take A pitless, thus listless fall A dream from which you cannot wake Is not a dream at all This nightmare of vacant reflection Carved from calloused eyes Peering and leering in insomnious inspection This nightmare of vacant reflection Is but hollowed slumber, yet an insidious infection Neither resting nor rousing this wakeful guise This nightmare of vacant reflection Carved from calloused eyes
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 2:19 PM UTC
On insomnia (triolet x2)
A dream from which you cannot wake Is not a dream at all It’s but a delusion, a dreary fake A dream from which you cannot wake Caught within a breath you cannot take A pitless, thus listless fall A dream from which you cannot wake Is not a dream at all This nightmare of vacant reflection Carved from calloused eyes Peering and leering in insomnious inspection This nightmare of vacant reflection Is but hollowed slumber, yet an insidious infection Neither resting nor rousing this wakeful guise This nightmare of vacant reflection Carved from calloused eyes
j-penpla
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 2:19 PM UTC
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