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When I sleep I try not to dream But they follow me In an unending stream. There is no rest For there is no relent Of reliving the painful Hours I've spent. I am so tired And I feel so old.. Ready to give in- I want to fold. So terribly sick with The gray and the cold. |
I like this a lot! i can see the picture within it. lots of meaning. | Posted on 2009-03-17 00:00:00 | by Maranne | [ Reply to This ] | |