Dream Of Me, I Beg You

Grey clouded.
Sleep weighted.
My faded eyes,
Were witness still.
To the frenzied
Fearful shaking,
Silent whispers,
Grabbing you.
As distant,
Private fears
Slowly stole your
Sleeping mind from me.
Helpless.
Indeed.

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