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Why hasn't the sandman take me away
to the land of dreams?
like faint whisperings at first in the dead of night
i heard
frailed gags and coughs
In a painful rhythmn
thou was ensnared by ruthless agony
Perhaps this was karma
perhaps this was how retribution adressed itself
has hatred imbued my heart with cold ignorance?
but what could i do
i just layed there and listened.
It was as if the Reaper tightened its grip
and tried to strangle
every last drop of blood
every last ounce of life
out of thee.
Like a critter in the midst of chaos
I just listened bitterly
That painful rhythmn
like a haunting sonata.
Why hasn't the sandman take me away
to the land of dreams?