Poem: Slumber
Shake the dreams
from your hair
Awake
without a care
My mistake
is to have no fear
around you
Take your time
and know me
Make a sign
to show me
Fake, and
you will own me
surrounding you
Comb the snakes
of your head
All it takes
is dread
Mistake
could mean you’re dead
drowning you
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