Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Neverending sleep

Not a good poem I know but I got bored... 

Sleeping in silence,
Cut off to the world.

Dried tears upon eyes,
Heart at rest,
Calmness breathes the air.

Darkness embrace,
Heat stolen.

Thought lost,
Muscles relaxed,
Never-ending numbness.

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