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This pillow's way too soft
my thoughts travel in lines
they each go marching one by one
like brainwashed nursary rhymes
With no support from fabric
I'm swallowed at the neck
the understanding reaches me
as I'm consumed by my bed
Here comes the frightful nightmare
that it seems I'll have tonight
matbe I'll die, or float away
and never see the light
©2009 *quietboy
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this was written after a string of erotic poems, and verses I had written. I believe though that in thought I was sleeping alone when in actuality, I was laying next to someone as I wrote this.

If only people knew how close we were strangers when the lights went off.

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With no support from fabric
I'm swallowed at the neck
the understanding reaches me
as I'm consumed by my bed


^^^^These were your strongest lines out of the whole poem...overall thoughtfull but it's these lines that made it enjoyable....
~Nic

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Romans 8:37-39 and Proverbs 1:7...try to prove me wrong....
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Thanks.
I'm glad you liked it. :)

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"Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted."

'Kushiel's Dart' by Jacqueline Carey

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