Singing at night, my only companion is you
Dangling in the dark, you have no friends
Sitting with my coat, I sing for you and myself
Searching for hope, we don't find any around
Hoping help will come soon, we sing one more song
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Confused Days
Poetry~ Confusion helps when I'm sad. It takes my mind off it. I drift off to sleep, And all I see is darkness ~ Poems that I can't find homes for ~ 'Days' series updated every two days
