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Saturday, April 19, 2025

Poetry Corner: Your Side of The Bed

I don’t wanna see them eyes, I don’t wanna hear your songs,I don’t wanna know your name

But I still sleep on your side of the bed, My love is a poison, Its starting to swallow me whole

I will smoke the pain away, And sleep on your side of the bed, You still tell me that you love me

And I keep hanging on by threads, But I fear we are a drownin

And I’m sleeping on your side of the bed

I will not be a helpless lamb, When it finally hits the end

I will move in my own way, And sleep on my own side of the bed