A Darkened Room
A Candle Lit
A Muddled Brain
A Time To Kip.
No Words Are Needed
Just Comfort And Closeness
To Drift Away
To Forget About Lifes Mess
To Breath In Time
To Think Less
We Sleep Together When You Turn Out The Light
I'm Just A Pillow and I'll Be With There For You Every Night.
Sunday, 24 October 2010
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