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I wish to sleep foreverÂ
Horizontal in my bedÂ
With life just drifting past meÂ
Without a thought floating in my headÂ
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I wish to lie down dirtyÂ
Unbrush with blackened feetÂ
Ignore my thrist and hungerÂ
With just a glowing screenÂ
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My mouth gaping openÂ
Sandpaper is my toungeÂ
I wish to sleep foreverÂ
My projects down to noneÂ
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And with nothing to live forÂ
I just close my eyesÂ
A mind forever emptyÂ
My stagnet tragic vice
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I am an empty vesselÂ
My soul spilling in my bedÂ
My body dissolves into seclusionÂ
What is living, what is dead?Â
Rayn