Sweet sleep

Sweet it is to
sleep but even
sweeter to
dream.

To drink the
nectar of
forgetfullness.

For all to be
like it once
was.

Sweet poison
of little lies
to cloud the
bitter truth.

Memories of
what never was
awoken for
one night.

Freedom from
the burdens
of life.

Sleep well sweet
child!

Dream of
happiness long
gone.

Hide in darkness
until the dreaded
morning comes.

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