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I am born as you sleep,
your dream the other
half of me, existing
only for the length
of your stay. Some of us
resent you, and will fill
the time with nightmares,
scaring you, scarring you
into remembering us
forever.
Others wish for your
happiness, giving you
peaceful memories
that leave a
ghost smile when
you leave. Killing us
into the forgotten.
My plan, to live,
is to keep you here,
trapped in sleep and
satisfaction
as machines beep
your heartbeat.
Forget the act of
waking, and live
in this world I
can make your
own.
Breathe my soul alive.
Scribbled Thoughts 