we've become friends,
the monster and i.
both of us have never met sleep.
at least, not the one everyone talks about.
not the one who serves as an escape.we met the one disguised in nightmares,
the one who makes you want to wake up.you know sleep is bad when you're real dream is waking up.
-auror, 2018-05-26
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