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No Sleep

No Sleep

5:03 am.
It's like we never existed.
But here we are again.
Time still moves, and we couldn't end.
It was like picking up the book you never finished after 5 long months.
Opening its pages and wiping off the dust.
5:05 am.
Still the clock ticks.
And to admit, I do miss you. 
The moments I fell asleep on your chest, and not having this problem.
Laying awake and not driftin into a half-conscious rest.
It's now 5:08 am.
And my thoughts of you still haven't left.

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Tony Taylor

Hey LETAYA!!.....this is an excellent write!!......I haven't read you before (my loss).......I understand "No Sleep" well.... it's been a problem for me for a while so I could relate well...... even if this is just a fiction ~ it's powerful...... is this really a five minute write?........ because if it is...... then you're a natural born wordsmith!!........ beautiful write!!.......ALL STARS...... well done.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo

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Blue Soul

Oh my word, you compliment me too much...and yes, I did write this in 5 minutes! I was at a friends house having a sleepover, which you already know, I did not sleep, and my mind was filled with too thoughts...So I ended up writing this! Thank for the kind comment! Wishing you all the best!

Much thanks,

Letaya

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