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A Poem for Every Night
Is there something wrong with me?
No forget it, don't answer.
I don't need the diagnosis,
There's no need to say it,
Not even a whisper...
As the moon rises, the sky darkens...
It can't be helped.
As the place grows dark and time passes,
In this quiet home,
I start to feel alone.
The sinking feeling starts...
It's only 9pm and I feel alone.
Who can I...
Tuesday 18th July 2017 2:36 am
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