Night

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Going to sleep late at night with tear tracks on your face,
Because sleep is the only way to find your own escape.
Escape from reality and the cusps of this life.
Sleep mends the broken but only for a while,
Sleep cures your sadness and stops the tears from falling,
Sleep stops the questions and allows you to be content.
Content with the world,
Content with this life.

Sleep is my best friend.

But sleep betrays you just like everybody else.
Sleep leaves you during the day,
And comes crawling back at night, Asking for your forgiveness.
And you forgive it because sleep is your escape.
You can't live without your escape.

(A/N: I can't believe this it's the end of my book, thank you all for sticking with me throughout my journey. Can't wait to see what comes next!.

For now I would love to see if we can get anymore reads and votes on this book! Let's all share this book with friends and followers and see how many more reads we can get.  Thank you all for this amazing opportunity. )

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