in reality
awake and cold sitting in
the dark but
for this light have that
old feeling you know
the one
every little doubt
making itself known lonely
for the one that
got away while the
one nearby sleeps soundly you
feel it the
absence in your fingertips so
close as to touch so
far away
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2018-10-25 at 10:47
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