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Fitfull-The Iris Series III
I wake up from a deep sleep
The world a fuzzy bleakness
The room feels oddly cold
I shiver and pull my knees and blanket to my face
Her face still fresh in my mind
I shiver more rapidly
Wishing for her to be there
to snuggle up against
To get away from the elements
To be loved
I close my eyes blocking the tears
hiding from the world
They never understood
her final words still fresh in my mind
U.T.N.T.W.M.A she whispered
then I was gone, to never see her again
maybe in the next life
maybe in the next life
I fell back into a fitful sleep
The world a fuzzy bleakness
The room feels oddly cold
I shiver and pull my knees and blanket to my face
Her face still fresh in my mind
I shiver more rapidly
Wishing for her to be there
to snuggle up against
To get away from the elements
To be loved
I close my eyes blocking the tears
hiding from the world
They never understood
her final words still fresh in my mind
U.T.N.T.W.M.A she whispered
then I was gone, to never see her again
maybe in the next life
maybe in the next life
I fell back into a fitful sleep
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