Tonight I turn off the light
the same as I did last night.
In bed, I cuddle close to an illusion,
holding you tight.

Before I go off to sleep
I stare into your imaginary eyes.
As I wrap my arms around your vivid imagery;
Past times are alive in my memory.
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I was conversing with Death one day
While walking on along my way
When he told me to forsake the day
And I sent him sadly on his way

He seemed aghast at what i said
And determined then to see me dead
He ran me over, Left only tread
And then pronounced my body dead

Upon my grave, he sat 'till dawn
And tried to keep the soil on
And then till eve he sat upon
My body still fresh buried on

He pulled me out late at night
Pronounced my figure a sure fright
We then began to fight
Long past the end of night

A person you see and hear
Personality exceeding fear
Who is this person you see?
I'm sorry to say it isn't me

To see me is to see obscurity
A steadfast mind full of purity
No interest in the future or present
I could be rich or I could be a peasant

What I want from life i cannot buy
I could be normal but I'd rather not try
You say you know the real me
But your words come out uncertainly

I'll *******,
If you want.
Cause I want it
Just as bad as you do.
But I also want to hear the rustle of the sheets
When you turn over in the middle of the night.
I want to feel your hot breath on my neck.
I want the stubble on your chin to graze my cheek
As you kiss me gently on the forehead.
And when I whisper "goodnight," you don't have to reply.
Just nudge me with your knee
Or poke me with your elbow.