a lack of sleep
a lack of you
a lack of sense
to sense
the need for sleep
when all i want
is you
manic and alone
vibrating
at the speed of desire
times the thin membrane
around my brain
etched
with your name
i cut out
the best pieces
of myself
and sketched
in the blood
to draw your heart
to mine
i carved the words
of love
into my skin
and bathed
in an ocean
of salty tears
all to catch your eye
now i don’t sleep
don’t eat
don’t think
without you
dancing across the stage
as i stage another reenactment
to summon you to me
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
Well. I meant in your heart, but the comment sounds a bit like abduction and held captive 🤔
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Tomato potato. Hey, does this smell like chloroform?
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As long as it’s not your sock at the end of the day, yes!
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You need to grab up that you and keep them safe and sound somewhere so you don’t have those moments
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