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    The speaker is unable to sleep on a starry night as a chill creeps through their bones and their mind is dark without light, leaving them feeling quite alone. They describe another person as their "heroin - my drug of choice" and that withdrawal from this person has kicked in, making them feel they need to voice their thoughts to show what lies within. However, the speaker halts their rhyming prose, hesitating to go further as their thoughts are quite bleak, and they will never speak of them.

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    The speaker is unable to sleep on a starry night as a chill creeps through their bones and their mind is dark without light, leaving them feeling quite alone. They describe another person as their "heroin - my drug of choice" and that withdrawal from this person has kicked in, making them feel they need to voice their thoughts to show what lies within. However, the speaker halts their rhyming prose, hesitating to go further as their thoughts are quite bleak, and they will never speak of them.

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    The speaker is unable to sleep on a starry night as a chill creeps through their bones and their mind is dark without light, leaving them feeling quite alone. They describe another person as their "heroin - my drug of choice" and that withdrawal from this person has kicked in, making them feel they need to voice their thoughts to show what lies within. However, the speaker halts their rhyming prose, hesitating to go further as their thoughts are quite bleak, and they will never speak of them.

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    No sleep for me this starry night

    A chill creeps through my bones


    My mind is dark, there is no light
    I'm feeling quite alone

    You are my heroin - my drug of choice


    Withdrawal has kicked in
    My thoughts I feel, I need to voice
    To show what lies within

    I've got this far, I hesitate


    My thoughts are pretty bleak
    So I will halt this rhyming prose
    And never of them speak.

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