Every night
She lays awake
Blaming insomnia
For her troubled thoughts
And her blossoming fears
Which seem to never end.
They weigh her down
And she is not who she is anymore.
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Light Shadows
PoetryA book of ups and downs. An oxymoron, or a literal meaning. You decide. You may translate this book, but please give me credit and ask me first. You may also post this on your own blog without translating it, but please give me credit and ask me a...
Every Night
Every night
She lays awake
Blaming insomnia
For her troubled thoughts
And her blossoming fears
Which seem to never end.
They weigh her down
And she is not who she is anymore.
