Exactly at ten

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Every night exactly at ten,
Two questions popped out,
Should I sleep,
Or should I not,

Every night exactly ten minutes later,
I made two wishes,
Kill me now,
Wake me up tomorrow,

Every night exactly ten minutes later,
I still have to decide,
To greet your morning,
Or give you time,

Every night exactly thirty minutes past ten,
I contemplate on my life,
The done stupidity,
Future possibilities,

Every night exactly an hour after ten,
I was still awake asking,
Should I sleep,
Or should I not.

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To be honest, I still have a lot more to say because this piece have a lot more potential. Perhaps, I should have spend my day writing more than watching Brooklyn Nine Nine. Right now, the only song that keeps repeating is this one. Its been a long time since I listen to it.