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Cold Lonely Nights
On the cold, lonely nights,
I sleep all alone,

The dark and still walls,
of an empty room is shown,

The quietness of the house,
The mysterious of the unknown,

The pain of life and agony,
The face is finally shown,

It does feel sort of hurtful,
As I lay there, endure it and groan,

The reality had finally set in,
That I am completely all alone!!!


B.R.
Date: 3/19/2024

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