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toss and turn
Contributed by
boobiepeach
on
Thursday, 2nd March 2006 @ 07:19:39 PM in AEST
Topic:
obsession
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An ailing affection won’t let me rest easy
On bed of thorns i lay green and poorly rested
Aware of times sickly passion
Rotten gray thoughts flood with infatuation
Heedful I peak at imaginations progress
Queasy and frail the warm runs cold
Nauseated and still with wobbly eyes
With a sick affection that regards a lousy coma
I frail, I infirm, I tottering
And every intension to fall and to fall asleep
Blankets curled in my legs with weakness
Imperfect nap makes day unhealthy with thoughts
But feverish adore to waking fear
Just to think of gray haired betrayal
Is substitute for sandman
A disgusting bliss that will never wilt
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boobiepeach
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2006-03-02 19:19:39]
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Re: toss and turn
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by twick on
Thursday, 2nd March 2006 @ 10:49:56 PM AEST
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| If I hadn't looked up and noticed you had put this in the obsession category, I would have asked just that. Good job. |
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Re: toss and turn
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by Sinned on
Saturday, 4th March 2006 @ 09:57:40 AM AEST
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Boobiepeach
Funny I didn't sleep well last night.
Did you write this for me too ?
Is the gray haired betrayal--God--??
I hope I can get a lousy nap sometime today.
Sinned
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