Monday

light of the night.
at midnight 
i am meeting him 
behind the shed 
to embalm all 
memories of us.
i stand still 
throw to the moon 
sorrow and pain 
as tears run 
down my face
the air turns and i
can't seem to find 
my thoughts.....
     dreams
         even reality
everything falls to the sea
as he wipes my tears away

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