A couple more poems I wrote last night...

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Staring up at the ceiling

i get this strange feeling

i wonder if anyone feels the same,

like they are to blame.

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She loves me not,

she loves me.

amongst myself, a creed;

i shall force upon none misery.

from this place I wish to flee,

but once again, this feeling follows me.

In dreams, I can love;

but when i awake, alas, there is none.

no love for me, no love from another

please, don't think I suffer.

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this was a dream, mind you.

Rolling hills she walked through,

not so much as walked, but floated.

her body, a crisp white summer dress coated.

She sits, and picks a lone daisy.

Oh... I hope she is thinking of me.

Mind you, this was written at three.

in the wind, her hair all a craze;

she begins to play a little game,

"he loves me, he loves me not"

I know what you all are thinking, "lay off the pot."

This was a dream mind you,

they are nothing new.

I felt the need to write this down,

because in the end of our dream, this little girl drowned.

This was a dream mind you,

nothing new.

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(i always wanted to write a poem about Cerberus)

Cerberus at the gates

What fear this instigates.

The gates open,

Staring at the maws, hopeless.

it leaps atop me

pins me

and tells me

"Trespasser!

ive been told by master

you are an interloper!"

suddenly freed from the grip of terror

my tongue speaks

"Beast, Listen to me!

if i leave,

ill only return!"

"Then burn!"

in cold sweat i awake,

ready to face another day.

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