Wednesday, December 5, 2007

And then...




Eyes like the crescent moon, thin and sleek
It’s going to close yet slumber seems so far
Fatigue hits the mind and the body slowly deteriorates
But it won’t be too soon before hitting the sack

On bended knees she kneels towards sleep
Begging for more; just a little more

Then the bags grow bigger, under those jewel sparkled eyes
Panic arises in her; she didn’t want them to appear

Just a little longer; a little while more
She’ll hang on before her eyes feel sore
Times up; her mood just fades away
And now she’s just like a zombie in the day

She starts to dream and drifts away
Only to realise fatigue is here to stay
ZZZzzZzzzz,
TGND

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