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Nov 2010
I won't sleep tonight
   Because I can't do so
       In your arms
   Because my bed
       Is too cold

I'll stare at the ceiling
   Because I can't
       Hear your breathing
   Or feel the rising
       Of your chest on mine

I'll be awake for days
   Since I cannot find one to
       Occupy the this vacancy
   Someone to clot
       This open wound

I'll bleed to death
   Not from thinning blood
       From trauma and not enough
   Arms to pat me
       On the back

I'll rise out of my
   Lifeless husk and
       Show you what you're missing
   Look inside yourself
       Now you know what could have been
Written by
Robert Key
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