Skies are grey
And it’s threatening to rain
But my eyes will be dry tonight
Not only because I should be happy
But because I’m so damn tired.
I’m in limbo, between sleep and wakefulness
My thoughts repeat themselves with such
faithfulness
I am not complete
And my demons I can’t defeat alone
Send me someone to help me
And
Send me to a place called home. YaSaBa
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