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The Hours That Blackbirds Keep
When you told me we were done
That you were thinking of leaving
I tried my best to mend my ways
For dread you'd leave me grieving
I've lately grown used to keeping
The hours that blackbirds keep
Awake by your side till dawn breaks
A condemned man waiting for sleep
On tenterhooks I just get by
Waiting for your decision
Blackbirds sing their songs
With exqu...
Friday 24th April 2020 11:09 am
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