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Eyes Close, Lights On

Sleeping is the time of peace But my dreams make this cease I scream through the dream Or ream from the blows to my psyche I don’t remember or care Whats real or not there. My head lays down I found my ground I stand up and walk around But in my head I see the dead He showers me With what I need to feel She stares at me With those eyes I don’t care to hate to see I just can’t stand sympathy My own mind hates me It gives and takes As it shatters and breaks My sanity And as my eyes flutter on I stutter at the thought their gone

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/9/2010 10:26:00 AM
Your poetry is eye opening Matthew. Thank you for sharing. Love, Carol
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