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by Bleeding Fantasy Dec 9, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Sleep controls the mind The body and the soul Captures all whom seek it It's not to be ignored Drowning in the darkness Fading into air Small ugly demons Start to point and stare Losing all that matters No chance of goodbye You;ve lost all conscious-ness Now under devils eye Lost little soul Why is it you are here? Is it because of life? Or one pity little fear?