Night arrives to me throughout the day,
And closes my external door,
Unhappiness, and yet I stay,
I know that I am in for more.
Than that of missing thoughts of you,
The ache of missing you is less,
And so I'd rather suffer through,
This torture than face emptiness.
You are not with me, You are the light,
I want you with me, even though,
That gets me through this awful night,
Yet brings the darkness wherever I go.
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