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Anesthetic

There is always a chilling cold That sweeps away those careless thoughts Of times that have passed Reality shows that times have faded Into this place where consciousness never stays My body’s numb I’m fading out The anesthetic’s kicking in A product of my indecision My hope to soon forget Once I’m asleep I have no fear Expect for dreams That plague the memories so dear But luckily I’ll rise to wake Unless I’ve taken too much again But I know that I’ll be freed Before too long it will be alright And so I’m lying on my bed Memories swirling to and fro My dreams are here again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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