Poem 5

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Sleeping's so hard when you're so far, not feeling you here, not feeling you near.

insomnia takes a hold of my mind, as I lie awake wondering where you are.

Thinking about your absence. It hurts and I feel its my fault that none of it worked,

it bothers me; how much this hurts.

This body that wishes your were mine once more, this soul that wants to be in your unknown life

is no more, due to the swift movement of your love stricken knife

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