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Unknown Puts Me To Sleep…

With my hands tucked under my head,
I am awake staring at the dark ceiling.
Lots of questions come and go in my head,
For which I have no answers and I am not sure.
Every other night passes by like this confused,
The rain falling from the sky…
Is like my tears from the eyes.
Getting tired of the fears of unknown,
My eyes close to the darkness in my mind.
Every fear gets blur and fades away when I fall asleep…


© 2012 Pimmi Nag