Aside

Sleep fills my mind 
London come tumbling down 
Laying down in the backseat
This is not what I’m used to 
Voices leave my mind
The pavement is my friend 
This is now my home 
The city never sleeps 
And that makes two 
But I keep moving alone 
I keep picking up the pieces 
But there’s always something on mind 
Its you 
It may be cold but the thought of you 
Keeps me warm

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By theothersideofher13

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