I can sleep,
I can't weep,
my eyes are dry,
and frail,
pain is pleasure,
cause it's all I know,
the comfort zone is discomfort,
cause if I had comfort,
I'd be afraid of it leaving,
time has ended it all,
no peace,
never,
and somehow,
losing you,
has made me feel like,
a monster.
It's all over











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