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Slumber

By FranticFad

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Pulled upright from tepid slumber Ripped un-seemingly from a fitful rest Rudely cast upon the chill, bright day Shackles bind and limbs are leaden Screaming pain, thought reserved Drawing breath, no one heard My only goal; my vision deadened What has my life become? Where can my future lie? Is this all? To journey to labor, to journey, to sleep Shackles bind and limbs are leaden Screaming pain, thought reserved Drawing breath, no one heard My only goal; my vision deadened A thin harsh cry escapes my heart Roiling, tearing It leaps forth from my cold parched throat Where is my dream, my maker? Where are the warm, light arms? Where is the one who would hold me? Shackles bind and limbs are leaden Screaming pain, thought reserved Drawing breath, no one heard My only goal; my vision deadened What has my heart become? How does such a strong thing die? Is this all? To hope to loose, to cry, to suffer? Shackles bind and limbs are leaden Screaming pain, thought reserved Drawing breath, no one heard My only goal; my vision deadened My only goal; my vision deadened Written February 1st, 2002 © on Feb 01 2002 11:12 AM PST   20 • 0 • 1

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