POWER NAPPING
She lies down in a darkened room
Desperate to dream about him
If only he would come home
And make her life complete
She tries to sleep as her
thoughts
Keep her awake then lull her to
limbo
The clock ticks plays tricks
with time
Power napping is purgatory
When she wakes she doesn't know
Where she’s been or if she’s
even seen him
If only he would come home
And make her life complete
Every moment seems like an
eternity
She butters the toast on both
sides
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