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Rookie (1 9 7 3 / manchester)

What I Miss

There are no more tears, for me to shed,
As I lie here, in this empty bed,
Lonely thoughts up here, in my head,
Being on my own, is what I dread,

An empty space, all around,
A ticking clock, is the only sound,
Distant memories, spinning round,
Rationality, Can not be found

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