Thursday, 5 July 2018

Wish

The sun’s been up for hours
but I am still in bed

The whisky had its way with me
I can hear it in my head

The breeze outside the window
the birds up in the sky

The children in the courtyard
and the adults in the lie

The room has never been this full
but there is noone here

I wish you would come back again 
and the demons disappear 

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