4:19 a.m: Heavily sleep deprived eyes, unwanted thoughts floating through the depths of my mind, the television casting muted sounds through my closed door. For the first time in my entire life, I'm actually scared of going to sleep.

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I can fly, but I want his wings. I can shine even in the darkness, but I crave the light that he brings. Revel in the songs that he sings, my angel Gabriel. I can love but I need his heart. I am strong even on my own, but from him I never want to part. He's been there since the very start.
- Lamb