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Sleepless Nights
Oct 12, 2002
Sleepless Nights
Lindac
Cascading streams of grief wash over me.
I am lost in the pain of my emotions.
Days have become better,
But nightime thoughts leave me aching.
The quietness gives rise to thoughts.
It haunts me with memories of you.
I try so hard to slip away
Into gentle, refreshing sleep.
Sleep does not come very quickly.
When it does there are dreams.
I cannot let this control me.
I try to think pleasant thoughts in vain.
Too many thoughts, too much pain
I cannot sleep at night.
The streams of grief clutch at my aching heart
And I am awake once more.
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