I hate the night always forced to part.
My greatest sorrow while you remain my sweetest rush
The night may come and the dark may rise
But you my internal sun are my greatest prize
For each day of parting grace, you must know my heart beats like a tattoo just waiting for solelyy you
When u awaken my heart is happy my head is glad
Despite the sadness, the cold filled night brings for you the day happiness rings.
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From The Heart
PoetryDo you know the times when you want to say something, but can't? Or the times when you are sad and need someone to give you a hug? The times your worst enemy hugs your boyfriend? Or the times you are so angry you punch a locker and have to pay to ge...
