lieing here half asleep
My eyes telling me
Go asleep fat boy
My body fading and
The words keep
Calling me
Listen Francis joe
Listen and take down
These words
Their quality is doubtful
Their meaning never found
A care couldn’t be given
The dreams continue
Too tired to carry on
Good night
Francis Joseph McGivney
I can’t ever sleep when the words step and tap in my head. Would be fine if school wasn’t still in session, but…..I kept them quiet too many years.
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The same here they won’t quieten done now but hey it’s all good
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Some nights, it’s both my daughter and I up skewering demons with our words. At least now, I can hear them so much better.
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I like it. It’s best in the world making the dreams in your mind the reality on the page. It’s fun or what
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