Sleep, not I


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Sleep, not I.

My dreams ache,

Pressing palms to my temples

Whispering sweet nothings, tender promises "

I keep them caged.

Eyelids flickering, shaking, pleading

As blood in my veins crawls towards my staggering heart.  

Tears and itches and too hot, too cold

Sheets of moonlight stifling me

Rasping breaths begging me, stay with me!

But sleep?

Not I. 

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