No matter how long I sleep,
I still feel tired and helpless.
No matter how long I rest,
I still feel helpless and restless.
My body might feel tired,
Though it's my soul feels worn out.
Not even a sleep can help,
Not even a rest can help out.
Jr.
Poetry of Dreams
Sadness Pain
Sadness, Once again says, 'Hello'. Slowly crawling and dipping in, Now, it becomes my fellow. Pain, Begin to creep. Embrace my inn...
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