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A void sheet of paper stares at me |
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Expectant, fearful - to enwomb a mystery |
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Tiredness paralyses my thoughts |
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My heart thumps |
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Like poison the blood rushes through my veins |
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A void sheet of paper |
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Expectant, untouched - to absorb a sin |
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Rain, pure rain |
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Deliver me |
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Conceal my thoughts |
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And hide my tears |
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Rain, pure rain |
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A void sheet of paper stares at me |
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Expectant, fearful - to enwomb a mystery |
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My fingers are stained with ink |
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And so are my thoughts |
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Dirty, keen demanding for him |
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A void sheet of paper |
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Expectant, untouched - to absorb a sin |
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Rain, pure rain |
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Deliver me |
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Conceal my thoughts |
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And hide my tears |
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Rain, pure rain |
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Distraught I run through empty streets |
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When I'm unable to sleep |
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Stained thoughts take possession of my mind |
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When I think of him |
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I feel like a fool, like a child |
