Pieces

Who doesn't like sleep after a busy day?

Sitting here,
In a full room.
Some how,

Though people are near.
My heart is empty,
Can't shed a tear.
Since pieces of you died,
And I stood and watched...
I guess parts of me,
Left this world too.

Sleep is nice.
Though, I never seem to get enough.
Maybe sleeping forever,
Would be better.

Author's Note

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