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Masters of Sleep
By Syn
Oh, Masters of Sleep, think upon me
I beg of tender sweetened dreams
When all I can do, is lie and think
Clouded by darkness I am reaching the brink
Of the delusion that comes when no sleep falls
Cold, alone in bed, clawing at my walls
Oh, Masters of Sleep save this soul
I beg of your mercy...just let me sleep
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Copyright 2004 Syn
Published on Thursday, June 24, 2004.
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A former member wrote:
I love when I can relate to poems, like this...
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On Thursday, June 24, 2004, liquid_emotion
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wrote:
oh yeah, been there!!
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On Thursday, June 24, 2004, glasshouse
(548) wrote:
Wow. I've been in this piece a lot. But somehow... this goes deeper to me. I liked it a lot. Fluid. Good job. -Glass
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