Time to sleep but my bed is a lonely place, isn't it some what odd to become depended on the warm from your dear loved one, your significant other, then their gone and you're left alone, who will have such a broken pathetic soul now, My bed, if only i could sleep so it could hug me, for the warm is still there even witbout them. aaahh i should of know that warmth i felt, it was coming from me!!! 
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