Sleep walking
Sleep talking
It’s all the same to me
It’s the only time
You’ll ever hear from me
I know the truth
And so do you
But you always deny it
Can’t you see
We were never meant to be
When I sleep walk
I’m trying to escape
When I sleep talk
I’m telling the truth
You do not want to hear
Quit denying
And start trying
To get over it
Sleep walking
Sleep talking
The truth will be known
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A Collection of Poetry Book Three
PoesiaContains poems, most of which will be highly personal. It will also include poetry about experiences and ideals. Will contain 100 poems when finished. {Poetry / Short Story}
