Jack Wakefield

Jack Wakefield Poems

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Rot

I often dream I'm falling asleep
Stepping stones,
Taking roads far too steep

I wish that day was more like night
Careless rustles,
Awake, forseen to gloom's delight

I sit and wonder, ponder truth
Sight sunken,
Curious tho, blessed youth

I think of things I wish I said
Stepping stones
I wished, I wasn't dead.

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