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Lying the hours away
The mood is heavy
and I am too weak
to lift your head from my chest.
We're lying awake
for hours and hours
and yet we're getting no rest.
In this serious silence
our voices are sealed
and no words dare to come out.
and I am too weak
to lift your head from my chest.
We're lying awake
for hours and hours
and yet we're getting no rest.
In this serious silence
our voices are sealed
and no words dare to come out.
Published 16th Oct 2016
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