the voice within

Listen to the beat, the harmony of your soul
Where you eat and be in deep slumber
It is telling you something
So tap into your voice
Let me hear that sweet synod

Tonight, i slept in your favor
You will be my good sailor
I be swept off in your memory
Singing sweet dreams, i rest in the beams

You alone create illusion to me
I will be free and free from this reality
Set me apart please
My love life had been imprisonment and draught of slightly depression

When I covered up in bed, I curdling like a cat
Whose only source of affection, its owner
I am not pet but a disclaimer
Just wish you come and cuddle gently
Will you please

This poem is about: 
Me

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