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Ehrhardt. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Sleep’s enemy is the racing mind.
The girl gets caught in judging
Viewing kaleidoscope unkind
She’s an idiot
They are malicious
Up throughout the night
The girl keeps pain cycling
Love suppressed by might.
Who’s tortured: not idiot or false friend.
The girl becomes a zealot
With no peace to make it end.