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Mar 2018
The place I go when I'm sleeping
Is right back to the hotel room
Where this all started
Because
You were once a dream
That occupied my consious state
I didn't sleep a wink the first time we shared a bed  
And now you're only here when I sleep
I wake violently to empty sheets
And I always wonder if you ever think of me
I slept an entire twelve hours today and I still ail the kinda tired sleep can't cure
Fox Brandon Briggs
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Fox Brandon Briggs  21/M
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   Skye Marshmallow
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