In the hot stifling heat of the night In the dead of winter I lie Restless thoughts stomp across my mind of things to come Pushing out sleep making it impossible to lay still For who inhabits my mind My thoughts Causes the uncertainty Causes the sleepless nights Some good some bad Is not here For fate has not brought him to me Where I can touch him and listen to him breath in the stifling heat of the night Instead it is teasing playing with my mind Making me wonder what I should do night after night until finally when my body and mind are weak and about to give up relief will come and fate will decide for me Laughing as he does so for the agony that I suffered night after night Because he knows and now I Fate controls us all and we play the game We may win and we may lose Yet I still play.Birth sign: Sagittarius
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