sleep, no one can not tell me there is a lie that escape from it, because, you see i know, i have experenced it for myself,
i know that the mind does not sleep, i know it indulge it self every moment it can, and i know that in my dreams it takes me to the known and unknown,
i think with conscious in my days, for i no what i say and i say what i beleive, but in my night's my soul awakes with passion, heart, love, and concern, for what i can not ontroll,
it is the bed i lay in and the arms i grasp to hold me as i venture into to a state of non-awareness,
it wipes away all weary, and the ness in it fly's into travel, for it sometimes give me peace, but as sometimes goes, it give's me truth, it wakes me up, wondering throughout the night, for it is my truth,
no a lie can not runfrom it's on mind,
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Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on November 30, 2003
Hi Deborah....my mind never goes to sleep....I dream always..and very vivid dreams....my body is so tired...and I get frustrated...words run through my mind....lines of poetry...so you are not alone dear girl..this was a really interesting poem..nicely done...floria
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