Dreamless again, everyday I sleep;
Perchance this night veils my dream;
So scare the crows with ravish snore I hear
I chase myself back to chasm of endless sleep.
Dreamless again, everyday I scream;
To repose the weight of all-to-tired limbs.
Which this horrid world with nails dig deep,
And squeeze the sun of it's last drop of light,
And pour the taste sour upon my teeth.
Dreamless again, I run from here blindly,
Stumbling upon old consequences
Whilst my eyes keep scrying
The fate of thousand faces, on my chest - dying.
And herein lies my ill, no dreams, no peace to find I will,
As long as I feel need, these empty chests to fill in.
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