BROKEN HOMES

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My sleep never took over

After we were done making love

His arm holding me tight

As if he never wants me to run

It's hard to sleep

When I am already

Living in a nightmare

We both know

We can never be together

Then why is he here?

Moving slowly in his arm

Turn to see his face

I prayed we could stay like this forever

But I know time will pass

Away slowly

And he will be gone

Once again

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