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Poetry

This book is a collection of poems that speak about death, love, loneliness and all the emotions and feelings that we all feel.

The night is coming

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by AteniaArajo

by AteniaArajo

The night is coming,

I'm alone in this place,

longing to understand

the way I've come here.

And, as I see my world

getting so much darker,

your face appears before my eyes.

I wish I just forgot you,

while the night is coming.

But I'll still remember you,

your smile, words and

how you used to hold my hand

while the night was coming.

And now I see your face,

hear your voice and your laugh

as I watch the night coming.