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But where do you go when sleep doesn’t fix you?
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Shaking Hands
I’ve taken inspiration from the night Hands shaking as I sit here and write Love is turning into a hopeless plight A crescendo of madness burns And the fire inside slowly churns The boiling over makes me yearn A better day sits upon the edge Though I sit here teetering on a ledge This distance between us another wedge I’ll reach out to you still, I swear To save us both from growing despair Just to let you know that I still care Our sleepless nights are tired together Fates interwoven, I know no better Than you, and all of these letters Let these shaking hands hold you And let this broken heart mold you I always loved you, just like I told you
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I sit down to write to you this dark day As the moon rises and sun ducks away Here I am grappling with this dismay These dismal thoughts eating at their lone prey Perpetuated by the friendly signs I sit here and I try to unbind lines My brain crippled from all of these white lies And empty promises of no goodbyes Forever propped up by the dreams of love I still search for the woman, my one drug Into the abyss of emotions I’m flung Darkness surrounds me, I am strung Alone by the lines in my mind that were built by lies.
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I could wrap my arms you And teach you this dance I could press my lips to yours Only for this chance That you could be mine And that I could be yours So we could be together Forever and more Our hands could hold tight And I’d keep you near I’d whisper to you my love A chance at forever, my dear.
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