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My absent companion
My absent comrade
A fickle and inconstant friend,
of whom I rarely see enough.
It’s within you my dreams reside
but without you, I feel rough.
You’re absent when I need you most,
then sneak up on me, unexpected.
Can’t you see, you’re broken and disjointed
when I need you to be connected?
But if we weren’t to meet again
I doubt that I could I cope.
I ...
Thursday 13th February 2020 12:12 am
Insomniac?
I rely on sleep
It’s the only thing
To keep thoughts at bay
Hours when my mind
Releases its grip
That strangles my sanity
Now, in its own
Sick and twisted way
Keeps sleep at bay
My mind is evolving
Tightening its grip
And slaughtering my sanity
Thursday 3rd May 2018 1:03 pm
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