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Mine
On a lonely night
With a heavy heart
Where a Empty soul
Search for something filling.
Tears welling
Silent sobbing
No comfort
In a disturbed state.
Sleep seems to be far
Fully awake!!
Thoughts revolving
Throat clogging
Efforts for freeing
Went in vain.
A hand pats
On my forearm - comforting
Turned to see who it belongs to,
And it was mine!.
© Priscilla
With a heavy heart
Where a Empty soul
Search for something filling.
Tears welling
Silent sobbing
No comfort
In a disturbed state.
Sleep seems to be far
Fully awake!!
Thoughts revolving
Throat clogging
Efforts for freeing
Went in vain.
A hand pats
On my forearm - comforting
Turned to see who it belongs to,
And it was mine!.
© Priscilla
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