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finding myself

I lay upon a bed of voice
slumber doesn't come
eyes open wide
not my choice.

the sky dark,only stars
looking down on me
the world seems so big
leaving a mark

of how i am so weary

clouds move in
stars abandon me
leaving me restless
sleep is needed

my days mixed up
daylight i sleep
nights i wander
in dreams, i'm locked

in hidden world
all mine to search
verses of poetry
in words, i curl

( this was written for a friend)

By girlsisy

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