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As I fall asleep
I try to dream of you
But I can't...
For you have exceeded
My greatest imaginations
And made them reality
As I fall asleep
I long to be near you
But I am...
Holding you in my memories
This hole in my heart
I've opened for you
As I fall asleep
I'm left with the nightmare
Of being without you
So please stay
So close
That my eyes close
As you fall asleep..
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Poetry Is An Artform, But Instead Of Paints And Brushes, We Use Words To Paint Pictures In Your Hearts
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