Whispers in my head
A glance to my left
I see you there
Sleep blanketing you
Purrs heard in contentment
Streams of light
Flicker through the blinds
Small birds sing their peace
With their world
And I lie here wondering
Which way to turn
What to do next
If I’ll burn
Again
A glance to my left
I see you there
Sleep blanketing you
Purrs heard in contentment
Streams of light
Flicker through the blinds
Small birds sing their peace
With their world
And I lie here wondering
Which way to turn
What to do next
If I’ll burn
Again
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