It frightens me to sleep with words in my brain.
I'm scared they'll leave me when I leave this day.
They fit around my sanity,
toying with perceptions.
They dress themselves up and
lead extraordinary lives
for however long they want.
I have no control
They taint me in my drowsiness
They caress my face
Once upon a time
no
That's not right
my breath slows
my heart beats rhythmically
My words tuck me in and
change to conduct my dreams
It was the best of times
It was the worse of times
Yes
That's the right start
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