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3 A.M.

I wake with a start from a restless sleep
My body damp with sweat
The thief of slumber has arrived
Familiar, yes, we’ve met

Thoughts possess in a night so dark
They bring a state of blue
The taste of blood inside my mouth
Faint shadows to fall through

Grabbing hold of something good
Wards off the empty ache
The mind is tricked as I seek to soothe
Plunging into a dark, deep lake

What will it take to break the spell
Of a mind so torn in two
The only thing that sustains us all
Love…and the thought of you.

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