My head is full of dew
And sprinkles of the night.
I wait the break of dawn,
Shadows to fade away.
I fear the night
These thoughts upon my head.
Loneliness is so cruel
Like an inward ailment
Causing my lips to speak
While I'm asleep.
I rest but my soul is full awake
Chasing off into the night
Returns empty to the morn.
I am sick in love so strong;
She belongs to me,
I belong to her
We belong together
For all eternity.
-------Love is an addiction sequestered in the heart demanding satisfaction------
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