** needing sleep **
This rain is deep
And so dreams sleep
To lie and fall adrift
Escape waking purgatory
Waiting room for danger
Tired words and weary thoughts
Chase each other across the screen
All is strange mixed and jarring
As bad habits have murdered sleep
An easy conscience would lie in bliss
Instead these hours slumber I miss
Awake and wishing it were true
That I was asleep alongside you.
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