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Cold

The winters here
The cold will bight
The worst of it
Comes late at night
For those of us
Who lie alone
On cold lonely beds
We rest our bones

The worst part is
The memories
Of warmer nights
And company
When the quilt
Was nicked from us
We didn't care
We were warm with love

patdolan83

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There's a lot to b said for pyjamas when sleeping alone believe I've wished to that. Great write sad but well put together

Wished? Warmed*

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