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...sleepy...
Sometimes,
I see through,
The elements...
That combine,
And bind,
My flesh to this world...
The days...
...
They melt together...
My eyes...
...
Feel laced with sandpaper...
But sleep still seems,
A day away...
...
Maybe tomorrow...
...
Or the next day...
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Last edited by Nameless : 01-06-2006 at 11:50 AM.
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