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True Love, Power, & The Mind
Now I lay me down 2 sleep
I pray, I pray, and I pray
on this tear stained pillow
wearing this pain stained jersey
reminiscent of nothing
not even a trace of your scent
I sniffed it the other day
and wished
that one year, two months, three weeks
and six days later
that I never washed it
but I did...
and I miss your ways
nothing will change
this void I feel
so I prayed last night
b 4 I drifted off into
la la dreamland
it is there
and
only there
that I have
been able 2
see your face
feel your touch
hear your voice
hear your laughter
feel your warmth
see your smile
I try 2 linger there
I long 2 stay there forever
yet I know that I can't
cuz
I will wake
at the time that
my psyche's alarm
says "wake up this is the time he usually goes to work"
"wake up and maybe
he will think of you"
cuz
the power of true love and the mind
will prevail
and it is at this point
that I am an
unbelieving & reluctant believer
and open my eyes
not because I doubt
the potency of my love
but because of an unwilling force
refusing 2 let it be
I
look at the clock
I
look at the phone
the tears
just fall
and again
I'm so
all
alone
