She comforts me when no one else can
She's there when nighttime melancholy threatens to suffocate me
When no one seems to stick around, I know that she won't leave my side
She always listens
But she never talks
I wonder what she has to tell
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Random Poetry Written At 2am
PoetryHere's just some random poetry i have written in the middle of the night. I hope you enjoy, feel free to leave constructive criticism or ideas for improvement in the comments.
