Sleep, I need 12 hours, hours hours of it otherwise, when I wake I feel like shit Sleep, Makes me dream of you (and my cats) Sleep Then I can hear the screaming (screaching) of the bats Sleep Its time to go Its time to flow To Grow To Know (my sensulaity is tumultuos, at best) Now I need to get some rest
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
The Poem is a highlighted, dumbed down version of How I view Disney Land t6ype metaphors. I also feel its heated empathy
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