Darkness builds on top of me–

A sunless, blackened sky,

But I will keep on waking

Until your hand is clasped

In mine.

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Today soon will be dead,

But tomorrow will renew

The hopes that breathed inside

This morning’s sleepy head.

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This nightmare still wakes me each evening;

The characters say the same lines

While trapped in slow motion,

Every syllable is spoken

Painful words preceding “Goodbye.”