145: Lull me

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Sunday 29/Dec/19
​​Everything is singing my name
​​Calling out in silence
​​I think I hear her
​​On my horizon before the building
​​Hour of time
​​Setting a clock's end with the dial
​​But it chooses to end without sound
​​Her ghost has hushed it
​​To let me burn
​​To let me wither
​​So my croaking mind can quieten
​​To join her
​​Everything takes my hand in her's
​​I can leave now
​​My anguish can fall
​​Leaf of crimson can soak into the ground
​​Her arms wrapped around me
​​Safety in dishonesties
​​Then I wake
​​And it was
​​a dream
​​Yet lull me again
Please

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