February 20, 2010
Sleep slowly escapes me,
night after night.
Dreams begin to flee,
running from the fight.
Close your eyes,
and drift away.
Toward the skies,
into the gray.
When the nightmare begins,
you try to open your eyes.
Your heart begins raging,
the nightmare isn't lies.

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