Eye Bags
When I'm asleep I think...
I create a movie in my head that keeps me asleep
But sometimes the movies, my mind.....scares me
It's pretty much every night....That's why I sleep through out the day time.
I don't want the darkness around to scare me
I'm still tiered and my eyes feel heavy...
heavy enough to make me sleep for
days...
months...
years...
Centuries...
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I am a moon child and i love nothing and ca't feel love. People find love for me but i never find love in no one that is right for me...I cant even find love for myself I am a moon child and i cry to much for myself, I have pity on myself and no words can explain how much i hate myself.
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