Thursday, 2 April 2009


Feeling so weak, she lies on her warm cosy bed
So helplessly weak, almost frail
Closing her eyes, she forces herself to sleep

Praying to be granted a sleep thats deep
Hoping to wake up a self thats fresh
Eyes that shines
A pale skin turned rosy again
The body frail no more
She hopes for nothing more
But to be herself once again

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