Early Morning Thoughts

I think of you often i wonder if yu will come n steal my dreams tonight...i wonder where you take them...do you keep them n a jar with the rest of the sleepless night ive had in the past. My mind loves you but the logic n my brain tell me to hate you. My soul inhales your very essence but my heart hasnt healed from the last time you dropped it....how could something so pure cause me to feel so unclean...the mere thought of you exposes me to the elements which strips me of my powers leaving me defenseless...knowing this will you help or take advantage again?

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