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A nightmare, nothing more.
My mind blurs together
I do not know start from end
And I am staring at that black hoodie again.
All I can hear is that ringing
It’s everywhere.
It pounds into my head a constant buzz.
I cannot pry my eyes from it.
I reach out alike in a trance for it
I grasp it and bring it close
It’s smells like you.
And your home.
And your cats.
And you.
And for a moment
A moment.
It is silent.
I close my eyes
And I tell myself
It’s all a horrible, terrible
Nightmare
And I will wake up again
like I always used to do
In your arms
And I will startle
Then calm and
Brush your face with my hand
Kiss you on the forehead like I always do
And doze off once again with your scent
To calm and reassure me that you are right there
And that you will always be
So I open my eyes
And I am back in that nightmare
That terrible, horrible nightmare
But it’s just a nightmare
And one day hopefully,
I’ll wake up
I do not know start from end
And I am staring at that black hoodie again.
All I can hear is that ringing
It’s everywhere.
It pounds into my head a constant buzz.
I cannot pry my eyes from it.
I reach out alike in a trance for it
I grasp it and bring it close
It’s smells like you.
And your home.
And your cats.
And you.
And for a moment
A moment.
It is silent.
I close my eyes
And I tell myself
It’s all a horrible, terrible
Nightmare
And I will wake up again
like I always used to do
In your arms
And I will startle
Then calm and
Brush your face with my hand
Kiss you on the forehead like I always do
And doze off once again with your scent
To calm and reassure me that you are right there
And that you will always be
So I open my eyes
And I am back in that nightmare
That terrible, horrible nightmare
But it’s just a nightmare
And one day hopefully,
I’ll wake up
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