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Within her,
I lose myself,
without her,
I find myself wanting to be lost again.
I just,
can't help myself.
She's the only one that knows me.
She's my 3am thought.
She can see my real worth,
she shows me things I never knew about myself.
And the thing is,
once you see your own worth,
it's hard to be around people that don't.
Boredom causes a fake illusion,
Believing that the clock moves slowly.

False perception of time becomes stressful,
Begging the experience to end quicker.

Irritation inflames patience by waiting,
As fumes burns more tolerance.

A disciplined mind knows speed of moment,
As the hourglass always moves at equal pace.

— The End —