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Sleep

by TodSchema

“Sleep –

Those little slices of death –
How I loathe them”
~ Edgar Allen Poe ~

Passion and desire for life – depleting
Bloodshot eyes – Exhaustion – Eyelids sagging
A veil of crimson black – Consciousness fading
The Reaper’s vicious joke – Death only passing

Sleep –
Those little slices of death –
How I loathe them

Total blackness – Utter silence
No sense of time – of being – or feeling
No pain – No fearing – No hurting
A shame it’s only fleeting

Sleep –
Those little slices of death –
How I loathe them

The crimson black veil – Slowly lifting
Consciousness – The emotions – The fearing
The wanting – The yearning – Death wish returning
Another daymare beginning

Sleep –
Those little slices of death –
How I loathe them

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