Crashing down a tunnel of heat
Clinging to a warmth
Once eyes unhinge
The coldness follows
All I wish is the sleep
Where no worriers are existent
Where warmth is all there is
Where nothing is present
And I am finally left to myself
Lingering is that wonderful world I woke from
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Dizzy to the Point of Exhaustion
PoetryPoems. I know. I am incredibly deep and see meaning in everything. Jokes. Hopefully this doesn't suck. warning: some of these poems definitely kinda suck... oops! #881 in poetry March 4th, 2017👀 #463 in poetry March 9th, 2017😮 #348 in poetry Ma...
