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eyes get heavier
strength gets weaker
feet get colder
stomach gets tighter
throat gets drier

I am ill

but what was I before?
I often found you more addictive when i was poisioned from loneliness..
 Mar 2015 Stoney
Barnaby Harrison
Count to ten and close my eyes
Open up to see the skies
Cry a tear, two or three
Shut away the memories

Discard the thoughts of anguish and pain
All these pictures, all these frames
Burn the clothes, release a scream
Throw away this two way team

Traipse inside and shut the door
Try to cope a little more
Rock away the words you gave
And all the time I tried to save

Approach the bed, redo the sheets
Place carefully the things I keep
Fall asleep another day
Breathe another love away...
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