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My nose is cold because its the middle of Winter but I'm sitting here on the back verandah waiting for my soul to splinter because its so frustrating that I'm waiting for Life to just come smack me in the face as I sit here and pity such a waste... *What dreams did I imagine while just watching the river flow? What real life did just pass by as I watched another day die, burnt beneath a fiery glow?* Slowly does the irritation leech from my fingertips Rapidly does the poison fall from my unmoving lips Achievement from the sleeping state is all that I ever seek but coming from my wakened state is the havoc that it reeks *I close my eyes and fall asleep and ask my demons to hopefully keep one eye open to look around for my sanity to be found* Amen
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 8:01 AM UTC
Frustrated Irritation and Dreaming when Awake
My nose is cold because its the middle of Winter but I'm sitting here on the back verandah waiting for my soul to splinter because its so frustrating that I'm waiting for Life to just come smack me in the face as I sit here and pity such a waste... *What dreams did I imagine while just watching the river flow? What real life did just pass by as I watched another day die, burnt beneath a fiery glow?* Slowly does the irritation leech from my fingertips Rapidly does the poison fall from my unmoving lips Achievement from the sleeping state is all that I ever seek but coming from my wakened state is the havoc that it reeks *I close my eyes and fall asleep and ask my demons to hopefully keep one eye open to look around for my sanity to be found* Amen
.... really need to go to sleep, or not wake up, either would be acceptable :-)
helen
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 8:01 AM UTC
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