Fall Asleep
Spread out straight over my head
I lay in the grave with three kings
Of Autumn
Discolored snow....
I can't see this... No more...
I begging to blind me... and crow
Plucks out my eyes
I fell like a stone
I'm tired to resist
vague slumber is gone
At Least
I gave up
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