Monotony in empty blankets
taking wing inside my darkened
eye-lids; sleep shelters the
reality of walking down a shattered
sidewalk.
Days gone by like hours in
silken subways, smooth edges
milked down to paper-thin
paranoia- water trickles down
my chin and hollow laughter
claims the breeze.
Crown my head with golden
rope and enclose them in silver
slumbers; this weight is too
heavy on my aching shoulders-
pass it over on a freeway pillow
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I'm feeling tired. Too tired to deal with reality right now. 
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- How does that make you feel? [options] by written-in-ink.
600 points, ended September 7, 2008, 13 entries
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Crown my head with golden
rope and enclose them in silver
slumbers; this weight is too
heavy on my aching shoulders-
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very nice and i feel it you get your point across
and me too life is too much right now
thank you and good luck
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