Ode to sleep

January 19, 2016

Sleep

You are my savior

You make my day

O sleep, I run home after school to get to you

I close my eyes and just like that I'm gone

Reality can not touch me

And if nothing was ever a priority

I wouldn't bother waking up

Sleep

It's what I desire

Sleep

Is all I admire

When I'm tired

You're always there

Sleep

You keep me living

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