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The air is still at 3 The streets are asleep for now The world, it folds its arms It embraces me. And hides me from all harm It hides me from all harm. I ponder the loss of stars In the night sky, A smoked filled air tonight For all of us I weep for our loss. I wander these streets The corners I turn Solace in shadows and road lights That burn comfort in thoughts I am home. Tears flood the streets at 3 Drowning out my broken heart Loneliness spreads its arms It embraces me. And kills me so slowly It kills me so slowly.
Posted on: Mon, 09 Sep 2013 18:43:45 +0000

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