: Every Night :
Cold wind, empty sheets.
Lonely me and unoccupied space.
You are out again.
Wary, I have been.
Your phone does ring,
You did not hit the green.
Again, turn-off the lights,
Be used in this set-up every night.
Just like the other nights,
Force myself to sleep tight.
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Releasing Thoughts
PoetryDON'T PLAGIARIZE. DON'T STEAL AND CLAIM THIS AS YOURS. These are my original works. I did my best and worked for this.
