Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
I want to die before I wake,
I pray the Lord, my soul to take.
With too much hurt, and my emotions at stake,
My body wants to lie, but never wake.
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Poetry(#12 in Poetry- 3/5/17 |14 in Poetry- 2/28/17 |23 in Poetry- 11/18/16) Have you ever considered picking up a pen and writing to the one you fear most? Well, that's what I've done. When I write to my fears, It's oddly satisfying, because I know that...
