and haunt me when I awake.
You whisper in my ear,
How much more can my mind take?
The truth slowly creeps out,
warming its toes in the sun.
My mind begins to wander.
The disease has just begun.
Fatigue attempts to lure me away.
With its arms locked tightly around me
But still i remain, entranced in your image.
And the cold stare is frightening.
Is this an addiction?
Do I want you or
NEED you?
Alea iacta est
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