carve out the sleep.
Posted May 10, 2008
I've been lying alone tangled in telephones
-wires and sheets strangled out of sleep-
and with every song I sing with these lungs
I reach out to you; Its all I can do
and I hold onto words once written to me;
They're all you are now to me.
Yes, since you've been gone everything has gone with you.
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