Needs To Be Said
Bradley Blizzard
It’s six o’clock in
the morning
You said you were
leaving
After telling me not
to sleep
I found myself counting
sheep
The phone rings
I did not budge
Not caring about a consequence
No worry in the world
Until the door opens
You’re standing over
my bed
It’s five o’clock
Though it was worth
it, please forgive me
For being a man
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