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As long as you haven't grown tired of me yet,
You can read to me the bed-time story,
About the horrors of the wicked witch,
Or even the fantasy of the Snowwhite princess.
You can even sing to my stubborn soul the bed-time song,
Which my mother did not when nursing naughty me.
Yet,one thing surely still holds,
That as long as the sky hasn't fallen on to the earth,
I shall neither blink my heavy eyes-
Nor close them in perfect peace to perfect rest-
Which always sits at the corner of every day;-
Waiting patiently to hug weariness out of each one of us.
Tonight is one exception, of all those nights,
When,like a hungry dog I always ran to my master,
 "Sleep ; the heart's desire";
The only charming prince,who so far hasn't broken my heart.

They say,that,
"The heart wants what the heart wants";
Which,I agree with just for now,
When I do not want to give in my all to sleep,
When,I cannot stand it,being held hostage-
For the entire night, for those, so many hours,
By just one ruler who never retires, "sleep".
Because,like I said,
Tonight,I will be up and out all night;
Pacing up and down from left to right;
About to break the ground upon which I tread angilry!
Tracing through the thick darkness for my old paths,
Reading between the lines on a blank sheet of paper,
Seeing through my opaque life like it, ever was transparent.
I will sit here all by myself,
Taking in the cold air and lies of the moon;
Taking back my words of never falling in love again.
Listening and dancing along with the sound of loneliness;
Letting those sweet chords and tunes of silence-
Flow down my spine through this emptiness of my life.
If ever I needed space,it is right now,
When all I need is to open the pages of my memories,
And see through those few faces that Keep haunting my spirit,
And open up to thinking,
That I may know what I can do to love again;
That I may know how to love again;
That I may allow in that one more person to love me again;
When the sun shines brightly and innocently upon us,
When the wind blows mercilessly past us;
At the far end of the night,where a new day,I shall meet.
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