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Silent Night (but not the famous one)
I sit here now,
In a full house at dusk.
Watching the silence yawn over each room
Lights going out under the doorframe,
One after the next,
Until only mine is left.
And i remember how nice it felt,
When you were here to endure the darkness with me.
In a full house at dusk.
Watching the silence yawn over each room
Lights going out under the doorframe,
One after the next,
Until only mine is left.
And i remember how nice it felt,
When you were here to endure the darkness with me.
Published 2nd Jul 2023
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