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Published: 2004-12-30 10:33:10 +0000 UTC; Views: 66; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 8
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Description The sleep it never comes,
Those deprived wish it was not so,
That which cannot be given but must be recieved,
Rest escapes my grasp,
To have that which is not there,
When your not alseep,
When your not awake,
What are you?
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Comments: 7

Sleepstolen [2005-01-05 21:58:49 +0000 UTC]

you're somewhere inside yourself, outside influence. your open to whatever may come, unhindered by the usual linear perceptions. don' listen to me tho- i sleep to escape, it's one of my fav hobbies when i can actually get there.

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Sleepstolen In reply to Sleepstolen [2005-01-06 20:19:14 +0000 UTC]

ha ha toushe'

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RogueZephyr In reply to Sleepstolen [2005-01-06 04:22:32 +0000 UTC]

hmmm one of your lines seems apropriate for this... sounds like some sort of security blanket...

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BloodyMascara [2004-12-30 22:51:47 +0000 UTC]

I think you might have gotten the description mixed up with the actual poem. But that's okay, you can just switch it. The poem poses an interesting question. Thought provoking, indeed.

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RogueZephyr In reply to BloodyMascara [2004-12-31 09:58:58 +0000 UTC]

Yea someone else pointed that out on another piece I did... thank you too though... I fixed the mistake...

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BloodyMascara In reply to RogueZephyr [2004-12-31 19:27:57 +0000 UTC]

Lol, ok, your welcome.

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RogueZephyr In reply to BloodyMascara [2004-12-31 20:09:28 +0000 UTC]

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