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4-16-04

4:04 am



I wake up at night.

Cold sweats beating down from my brow.

I wake to look for you.

I wake begging to see you there above me.

Eyes staring at me.

Holding me in their gaze.

I wake in a cold sweat.

Looking for a woman.

Looking for THE woman.

I look up to see her standing above me.

But who is it.

I can�t tell anymore.

I thought I had found her.

I thought it was you.

But it isn�t you.

Or is it?

Standing there looking down at me.

As I wake in a cold sweat.

Whose eyes am I staring into?