You know, you're still my lullaby,
The place my slumber lies.
Your words, the swaying mobile
that danced above my eyes.
Now that you're gone,
so is my rest.
I close my eyes in vain.
Wide awake I spend my nights
with walks down memory lane.
Nocturnal now, like wolves at hunt,
while you remain the sheep.
I'm still here counting
endless minutes,
I don't get to sleep.
- ar
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