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Literature

Awake

Softly spoken a stolen word You take the pain from me My heart is open and it burns That space now left empty Moving forward and sleep deprived You come and tuck me in Whispering a sweet lullaby Cradling the hate within Betrayed and grieving love Lies held down by the weight of beer Something from above I fear is drawing near Lost within the dream Pleasant tragedy echo's fate All the aching I have seen When will I awake?