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Nobody wears a white coat any more...
...a tribute to becoming a doctor.
Open season on interpretations: "Lay me down"
Now lay me down, I shall not weep
For wasted dreams of long-lost sheep
Thus, every waking ends in sleep
And passes on to morning

I pray what gods and daemons be
To guard my soul inside of me
Lest I, unknowing, set it free
To follow dreams enslaving

For if I sleep, and sleeping, die
Who'll tend my soul away from I
Will dreams devour while shadows cry
If I heed not their warning?

So lay me down and bid me wake
And should I die, I pray forsake
All claim that Hell on my soul stakes
And count me worth the saving.
NsB "Lay me down"

now feeling:: creative creative

1 whisper echoes . o O ( ... ) O o . whisper a word
daimones From: daimones Date: March 19th, 2003 01:18 pm (UTC) (etched in stone)
Pretty and..hauntingly thoughtful, as is most of your work.
1 whisper echoes . o O ( ... ) O o . whisper a word