Dear mr sandman,
How are you?
It's been a while since you've visited me. You seem to be avoiding me. Are you holding back? or has it gone missing? Where have you been? where are your dreams that you share so willingly-
-of green grass prints on skirts, of easy laughter hanging at the edge of lips, of honest smiles warm to the bone-
- Oh how, I miss you so dear. One day, abruptly, it feels you've decided to just be gone. You were once my muse, an amusing light dancing across shadow panes. Come back, and show me again your bright colours sandman.
Sincereley,
Your friend.
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Dear Mr sandman,
You're still yet to visit me. I'm waiting patiently. Night after night, and still you do not come. Are you injured? or are you in pain? It doesn't matter what form you come. I'll accept you with open arms. come as a dream or a nightmare-
-of gasps, and sharp pain, running through endless corridors and a sense of relief from the realisation of reality and the dangers that were never really there-
-do come visit. It's been too long, old friend. It's getting a bit lonesome without you here.
My breath is my only companion at night nowadays.
Yours,
Your Friend.
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Dear Mr Sandman,
Please do darken my doorway. Let your shadow loom over my bedside table, bear your teeth at me, spit brittle and bone, bite, tear and chew at my hide. Show me your darkest sides, and I'll show you mine-
-of cold metal dancing across dense flesh, of the sharp pinch of life that follows quickly, of the smothering weight upon a soul, of the chilly clear voices that rises above the murky waters of ones mind-
-I swear you won't be alone. We're the same you and I, unmoored sailors floating through murky waters. Let us share our oars and paddle, take turns fighting the dark tides-
- If I asked you to end everything for me? would you?
Please,
Your friend.
