Poem things

Let us Sleep

You fucking own my dreams,
Could you please,
Give them back to me.
I cannot sleep,
With out seeing,
Your fucking face,
Endlessly.

This is not a poem,
But it is a plea,
For just one night,
Could you set me free.
Let me dream,
Please let me sleep,
Peacefully.

You told me to leave,
You shut me out,
Now you own my mind,
Without a doubt.
What was my crime,
To deserve this right,
I just want to sleep,
For one whole night.

SF. 03-13-2021 _ 9:30 a.m.

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