My dark friend
That morning, she passed by my condo.
It's her routine on her way to work.
That morning, silence had turned into intense pain. Lighting and thunder pounded within my heart.
A separation of two hearts has always been troublesome, winter on my door, loneliness, evil images.
She revealed to me her message, storming out from my place.
She had to catch up with her new lover.
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Letters To My Dark Friend (#Wattys2015)
PoesiaMy Dark friend, I have written those letters for you. It's getting darker before midnight .
