And the light streamed in the window
As I lay, curled on the floor
Broken, just like the day before
Left behind, always left…wanting more…
And the light streamed in the window
Dust dancing in the air
Landing softly in my hair
Building up, slowly, everywhere
And the light streamed in the window
Softer now than before
Angled more towards the door
Knocking louder, the policemen swore
Flashing lights streamed in the window
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