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3 AM
It’s 3am
and I’m
lying here
alone
Drunk in my
own dreams
intoxicated by
thoughts of
you
I hear
the clock
ticking
minute by
tortured minute
nothing changes
the night
drags on
and on
I can’t catch
my breath
my body
runs cold
all feeling
is gone
you can’t
save me
there is
nothing left
Yet
It’s still
3am
and I’m still
lying here
alone
and I’m
lying here
alone
Drunk in my
own dreams
intoxicated by
thoughts of
you
I hear
the clock
ticking
minute by
tortured minute
nothing changes
the night
drags on
and on
I can’t catch
my breath
my body
runs cold
all feeling
is gone
you can’t
save me
there is
nothing left
Yet
It’s still
3am
and I’m still
lying here
alone
Published 17th Mar 2012
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17th Mar 2012 3:29pm
Classic line, "Drunk in my own dreams". Sometimes our mind can be the worst obstacle or the best comfort we can find!
19th Mar 2012 1:17pm
