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Night

January 17, 2014
By Anonymous

The sun is down
The stars are up
My mind is busy
Thinking about you
I cannot sleep
Memories rushing into my head
Quickly turning to tears
More and more
Midnight Shrieks
Unbearable Pain
Starving for you to come back
Only knowing you can’t
Unable to breathe
And then there's silence
I've ran out of tears to cry
I'm left with a wet pillow and an empty feeling


The author's comments:
I wrote this poem on how I feel alone some nights.

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