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| As I lay here in bed, And try to clear my mind of life's hardships, You are a constant. I am unable to shake you from my mind, From my heart, From my soul. Though it pains me so, For I am unable to be with you. That void leaves these tears. The sound of my tears in my lullaby. Sounds my to sleep, Laying me down form another day not worth living. And as I wake, I ask, Will this be the day? The day we will be. And if it is, My lullaby will be changed, From tears of pains, To tears of joy. |
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