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Wednesday, 10 August 2011

I took off my Pyjama's

I took off my pyjama's
and climbed into bed
something wasn't right
there's no way he was dead

I took off my pyjama's
and made a cup of tea
something wasn't right
there's no way he'd leave me

I took off my pyjama's
and reached for the tissue box
something wasn't right
I'm sure I heard keys in the locks

I took off my pyjama's
when I woke the next morning
something isn't right
I'm too young to be in mourning.

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