2.30A.M thoughts,24th July

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Because I am too attached to things that exist only in my mind,Because I am too attached to characters that exist in fiction,Because I am too attached to toys that don't speak,Because I am too attached to imaginations that never cease to exist,Because I am too attached to the consistent yearning I know not of,Because I am too attached to the innocence that surrounds me,Because I am too attached to the human bonds that pleasure me,That I feel lonely enough to write this, when I should not be. I am drowsy,but sleep fails to approach me,I am tired but exhaustion doesn't overcome me,I am completely cross with my fascinated choke near my throat,But I hardly can subdue my feelings in me... No,I don't feel caged,But I feel bound,No I don't have wings,But I wanna try to fly,Yes my hopes have often fooled me,But never could they mangle me,Yes I have seen my will break down,But never did it annihilate me 'Tic-Tock,Tick- Tock',cries the Moon and Sun,They never fail to show us the reality that makes our actions look fragile,Yes we are moving towards the new beginning,But how many of us really want to go? -----------------------------No this is not a poem,and at the same time it seems to be one.Make what you want of it... A STRING OF STRONG PAIN:SLEEP IS ITS NAME.

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