You are my ever recurring sweet dream that always ends up as a nightmare...and when morning comes and when I have awaken, it is all gone. It was after all just a dream....
But I am not awake forever. Dawn will come, sleep will once again consume me.
And you will visit me again.
In a sweet dream.
In a nightmare.
Whichever. Whatever. Wherever.
And come morning, reality will once again awaken me.
But I cannot also stop the setting of the sun. I do not have the power. The ability.
My krypton. My sick cycle carousel.
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