Dying in my sleep
When I hear of people dying in there sleepWhy can't that be me
Why do I have to suffer this pain,I'm tired in every way
Just take me away ,why are you making me pay
I just want to escape,but to escape would be easy he says
The devil watches me in every way
Maybe tomorrow I let you free
But at a price you must pay
Poetry by dee quirke
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Written on 2026-05-06 at 15:19
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