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Literature

Consequences

She'll keep the light on once night has gone, Turn on the TV to BBC one, She won't watch it, it's just her background noise. She'll sit on a chair, just sit and stare, Stare through her tears to the empty air, What she can't see is what really needs. Time ticks away, healing all wounds, Don't pass too fast or dark will come soon. And we all know what she will have to do. Curled up in bed, on top of the sheets. Watching the clock shed all memories. She won't shut her weary eyes again. All that she needs is a lover, Someone she trusts not to love her. She needs to rise from a waking nightmare. Back in her chair and I help her, S