Eight Hours.
Do I count them in my sleep?
Eight Hours
Of memories I so rarely keep.
I drift off.
I die for half the night.
I drift off
Under the protection of my night-light.
A dream.
Sometimes beautiful and full of laughs.
A dream.
Sometimes full of walking down all the wrong paths.
Eight hours.
My mind decides my fate.
Eight hours
Unless I'm staying up late.
Do I count them in my sleep?
Eight Hours
Of memories I so rarely keep.
I drift off.
I die for half the night.
I drift off
Under the protection of my night-light.
A dream.
Sometimes beautiful and full of laughs.
A dream.
Sometimes full of walking down all the wrong paths.
Eight hours.
My mind decides my fate.
Eight hours
Unless I'm staying up late.
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