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About sleep, without dreams
The thoughts inside 
The soul. The heart 
All this is tearing me apart 

In a continuous circle 
Of average, grey days 
And of my soul 
I don’t think in many ways 

I run, I hurry, I'm not prudent. 
Work, daughter, home, a college student. 
I run so hard you’d think I’m mad.
My thought are not about that! 

When it will end 
When  things begin improving 
My life will start
And forward I’ll be moving. 

When I was loved 
When I could love
All troubles seemed to go above 

Those moments gone
What’s left is pain 
And  bitterness of surprise 
Is falling on my head like rain 

My body’s young 
My soul is winter
My bed is cold 
My heart is old 

Regret, pain and tears 
Damaged me throughout the years
Where before were roses
Now an empty vessel poses

Flying and spinning 
And obscuring light
There’s no where to go
I gave up my fight.

My dreams are like visits
When there I arrive
Where there’s no pain 
You are asleep and you are ALIVE

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