Asleep
She wakes
with a heavy heart
and a soul full of unopened dreams
and eyes that are wasted down by unnerving hopes.
Asleep
her heart is light
her soul is ever longing for more journeys
eyes, seeking a brighter life.
She wakes
eyes, groggy
and a smile that only her mother sees in the morning
her heart sinks
waiting for her sleep to carry it in her slumber.
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