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My bed shivers… My bed quivers… My bed won’t ever feel my love. I won’t sleep there I won’t weep there It won’t ever feel my touch. It won’t embrace me; It won’t face me. It makes no noise, but a groan. Inside its sheets I am sinking Beneath pillows I am thinking And it makes me feel alone.
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Aug 22, 2011
Aug 22, 2011 at 11:08 PM UTC
Bed Dread
My bed shivers… My bed quivers… My bed won’t ever feel my love. I won’t sleep there I won’t weep there It won’t ever feel my touch. It won’t embrace me; It won’t face me. It makes no noise, but a groan. Inside its sheets I am sinking Beneath pillows I am thinking And it makes me feel alone.
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Aug 22, 2011
Aug 22, 2011 at 11:08 PM UTC
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