Without you sleep is not a sleep.
Without you silence is so sad.
All the shirts’re out of style,a heap.
And I have even bought a cat.
It is fluffy and purrs a bit
When I stroke the cat with my hand.
Silence’s trying to find some peace.
Silence’s screaming inside me,dammed.
I am sorry,I’ve aged a bit
Although no,just got older,lone.
I am tired of doing it:
Going on without you,alone.
Without you sleep is not a sleep.
Out of style shirts do not impress.
Silence is without you so deep.
Without you - emptiness.
Without you
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