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A face let limp in deepest sleep
Shows no emotion for me to keep
But utter calm and peace arise
To wake you is my own demise
All you need is a desk, and a chair
A backpack pillow can be shared
The only thing is we’re far away
And when were close, awake we’ll stay
Enjoying the other’s company
That’s how it is for you and me
So for now, asleep you’ll be
It’s the blush I won’t let you see
Stolen glances don’t put my heart at rest
It’s your voice I want to know best
When you leave it’s my greatest woe
But for your sake, I won’t let it show
Now I’m in my bed and I can’t sleep
I think of you and my tranquility steeps
Look at what you do to my soul
But any other way wouldn’t be whole
So let your face limp in deepest sleep
Let me savor every emotion I can keep
For utter calm and peace arise
And waking you would be my own demise