The dream last night
Stopped me
Dead
In my tracks.
Now my thoughts
Are thick with you again,
My mind swollen and sore.
Pictures of you,
Like cheap mourtar,
Just keep me together
In your absence.
But for how long?
Copyright 2000
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| Separation The dream last night Stopped me Dead In my tracks. Now my thoughts Are thick with you again, My mind swollen and sore. Pictures of you, Like cheap mourtar, Just keep me together In your absence. But for how long? Copyright 2000 |
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