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Author: Dirty Socks
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 04-22-03 - Updated: 04-22-03 - id:1286390
This sleep devours my soul

Makes me unable to lift myself up

Leaves these hateful thoughts like weights on my heart

Won't let me go

Grabs me in it's hooked talon and plunges through my back

Brings tears to my eyes and makes me want it all to end

Transforms itself to a phoenix and burns me to ashes

And flies away, leaving me behind after we both resurrect.

Makes me forsake myself and wish I was like everyone else

Why was it given this power?

It shouldn't be that way.



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