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Sunset's Hidden Poetry

Lonely Nights

By: K.M. Sunset

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I never longed for such a memory

as when I first gazed upon your face,

for when it happened I already knew,

there'd never be another in its place.

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Forever chasing, but never replacing,

that feeling of hope inside.

For in that look, forever hooked,

my heart would be until it died.

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And there I'd spin, round and round again,

longing for many more memories with you,

yet, before my eyes opportunity vanished

like sunlight kissing the morning dew.

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Now on dark and lonely nights,

when the demons direct my dreams, 

they make up many more memories

of a happier life with you, so it seems.

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And when I cry out from the covers,

one that's not you turns on the lights.

And I conceal the truth behind the tears

that it is the longing memory of you, my love,

that haunts those lonely nights.

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