DEAR SLEEP

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it been ages since you had a night rest

The fault are entirely mine

Your medicine, a liquid at it best

I have been a thief at your corridor since at the age of nine

I pray you do forgive me

Your burden, no one can share

The circumstance are natural and mild

It's your gift and the world truly don't care

Who would have done it better

Your talent is genuine

When you are angry, you glue a man's eyes faster

This part of you is called death. ...a perfected old technique that always seems new...

Dear sleep

You destitute my wooden bed and this is enough

I have been a perfect sleeper. ...now lazy

The world is now upon me...in-depth hazy

Sleep , dear sleep....sleep like never before...