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As my eye slip closed bagging with each blink for sleep I realize I have felt this way for weeks
Tangled in the covers, tangled in each other I have slept to good the last few nights
So good I search my mind trying to remember sleeping at all I can remember every thing but sleep
Breathing in the sweet smell of your skin, the feel of your arm round me cold from being out from under the covers……..but I don’t remember sleep and I feel like I have not in weeks.
Tangled in the covers, tangled in each other I have slept to good the last few nights
So good I search my mind trying to remember sleeping at all I can remember every thing but sleep
Breathing in the sweet smell of your skin, the feel of your arm round me cold from being out from under the covers……..but I don’t remember sleep and I feel like I have not in weeks.