I can't give it up,
It's like an addiction,
You can't make me stop
I won't forget what I love,
I would rather die from no sleep,
Than give up the only sacred thing left
You would never understand what this gives me,
Pleasure,
Happiness,
Contentment,
Satisfaction
That only begins to describe what this is to me
I can't go a day
Without picking up a pen
Or typing away
I need this
I'm not listening to you
You tell them!
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