Weak sleep and bladder and dreams





I barely slept last night
One hour at a time and
I had to pee more than
once, and when dozing
I got the dream that all
my hair had changed to
white, but when I woke
my hair was still brown
greyish dull and just like
always you on my mind
Then I comforted myself
thinking that everything
fades with time, my hair
and the memory of you
Weak sleep and bladder
will remains and dreams


rose, whiterose, white

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