Sunday 13 February 2011 photo 2/4
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I turn,
without knowing where I want to go.
It's redundant,
but I'm hoping that it lasts.
'Cause the heavier the sleep,
the weaker the reason to think.
And sleepless nights
mean something worth being awake for.
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It's not enough,
we're breaking up and out of sight.
Just give me some time to think,
and it will be alright.
If it was up to me,
we'd be just fine.
Fine for tonight.
Annons