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Tired Eyes 

How sweet the memories,

you once brought me.

Now entombed,within my brain.

Ever burned, upon my heart.

How I yearn, to taste my dreams,

once more!

Don’t creep into my dreams, and.....

tease me.

Don’t steal away, my...... life.

Don’t, crush my soul.

I’ve gone to sleep.

To stop the words, that form, 

inside my head....

That stops my sleep.

Stops..... my dreams.

And 

causes me to weep...

Giajl © Jim Love