Sleep

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The thing that hides from me at night.

My nightly wish and tormentor.

The one I crave, The one I need.

My first love and my continuous heartbreak.

The thief in the night that keeps me up with fright.

The Darkness and Nothingness of life.

The world between life and death.

The one that tricks you with the joy of death, only to be awoken to the
depression of life.

The one that consumes you, then spits you out.

The one that loves you, then kicks you out.

The one you love that doesn't love you back.

Right out of reach, never to be touched.

It runs and runs til the light of day.

It laughs at me indefinitely.

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