You read my late night musing
When you can’t sleep
Kept awake by your own demons
Think to yourself, I bet it’s about me
The ego, the narcissism
To still believe I ever think of you
I promise you
You have no idea what you are reading
That’s the beauty of self expression
It can be about everything
And nothing
All at once
But you keeping thinking I am dreaming
About you
Whatever keeps you up at night
Evermore 
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