Wednesday, December 8, 2010

I wake from my slumber to early morning light's gleam
and shake from my head fragments of now lost, bitter dreams.
Yet still I hear them calling, begging with pleas
that I abandon the day and return to my sleep.

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  1. It horrible that moment when you go to bed and try to sleep and all the thoughts you've been trying to ignore all day come all at once and you have to kind of face them, and even though you are really tired is hard to fall sleep. It happens to me from time to time, and everytime it does happen it sucks haha. This poem remind me of that, I love your writting :P



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  2. This is lovely =) And very true as well

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