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Wednesday, October 5, 2016

I need a song to make me sleep; tuck me in
No remorse, no grief shall find me weep
Like a lovers hands, I will trust these pillow warmth
Let me dream something sweetest, sweet as my mother’s defeat

Like the labour’s shoulder, the days gets heavy on me
Whom shall I share the ‘inside’, oh they only saw what they thought, they seen
I need a song, maybe some; they will sing me to sleep
I have lost my faith to these people I trusted, they do not know me

I want to sleep with these loneliness
No thoughts, no world, nor people shall penetrate me.

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