My arms ache for you and sleep won't come. The ticking of the clock pounds the passing of time into my head in tandem with my broken heart- thump, thump, THUMP! My inner demons are working overtime tonight, as if Lucifer was offering a bonus to the hardest working of the lot …
What is it I am waiting for again? Oh yeah, I remember…I'm waiting for you, my loven. I'm waiting for you to bring me my piece of the pie. For two years I have waited diligently, although not patiently, while the scaredyflies have worked their evil on my soul.
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