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Night time...blues

I can't find my eyes on you anymore
no longer can I see nor feel your light 

you took  my sanity and calm of my heart 
and covered it with darkened  painful peace

can't escape .....to another place ...
just blinded...
Just can't see...just cant feel.. just me

would you guide me ....through sleep
Would you love me true ...love

Like we use too before ...this death 
For there is now a hurt in my brain.

Seems like I am dreading
.....this night time blues
....without you.
Just me....just me and memories. 

 

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Dean Kuch

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone...right, Mr. Morris?
Yeah, I get it.
Nighttime blues, daytime blues, or afternoon delight–it all washes ashore to the same sandy, polluted beach.
We'll either drink the poisoned Kool-Aid, or we won't.
Our choice.
Thanks for sharing.
~Dean Kuch ?☠️?

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Richard Waters

One from the heart showing your sensitivity !
:)
Wishing you all the best.
Take care.

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Anne Francis

"Painful Peace"  A beautiful expression
even though a sad one.
You are full of emotion which emits from
this poem - love the hurt, the pain, the sorrow
you have said it all - well written

Anne x

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Angel

Well written angel

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