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The nights get so cold and old.
Waiting statns grip to take hold.
why do you cry when I leave at night.
Is it because there is no light.
Why do I come back and your always gone.
Is it because your afraid of the dawn.
Why does it feel like i'm not alone.
Is it the horrible mistakes for which I must atone.
For these mistakes I do not lie.
It's time for me to go underground.
Not even wanting to hear a sound.
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Poetry.com 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 4 reviews.
Maliqbhai Jamaldin More than 1 year ago
Deep like colplay's songs. Nice stuff poet.
Shanirah Rogers More than 1 year ago
it was very good
Alan Green 'Guppyman' More than 1 year ago
the poet tells of peace sought
JE Genobili More than 1 year ago
so good
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