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Broken Sleep
Contributed by
Arwen
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Friday, 14th February 2003 @ 07:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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I wake from trouble sleeps...
Dream images still weaving,
running away, those curious little tendrils...
Aggravating and destroying my last
Wisps of fantasy.
If I had another chance at living it all again.
I'd throw it out. I'd destroy it in a minute.
Open my eyes and feel my tears come down.
No more chances...life, light...the ships have
Sailed.
Darkness only remains now.
In my room...in my heart.
Another door slammed shut.
No more footsteps...there's no-one out there.
Only my dreams take me somewhere new now,
There's no-one here...
Life's a mess, no-one trying to find me.
Darn cold night...I need to sleep now.
His image still stays me,
Golden orbs that always scorched me like the sun shimmering over the ocean front.
Everything confusing!
Dammit...I still can't figure it out.
Begone Stalker.
I need to forget, to wake up tomorrow
And not remember your presence.
Can't go there...still waiting for escape.
Until it sleeps.
Copyright ©
Arwen
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2003-02-14 19:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Broken Sleep
(User Rating: 1 ) by MoonlitAngel on
Friday, 14th February 2003 @ 08:38:13 PM AEST (User
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Creepy. I like it, though. Good write.
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Re: Broken Sleep
(User Rating: 1 ) by venkat on
Sunday, 16th February 2003 @ 06:00:50 AM AEST (User
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Angry.. but beautiful write.. 'golden orbs that always scorched me like sun shimmering over the ocean front'.. nice imagery.. thank you for sharing this one.. venkat |
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