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                  🌹Night🌹

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The silence I've been used to,
The calming breeze that passes through;
The beauty of the dark night,
With a little bit of moon light.

The things left unspoken,
The words left unsaid,
The soothing sensation of the wind,
Reminds it all in my head.

The chill surrounding the night,
It consumes me.
My eyes, never drowsy,
Looks for something I can't perceive.

The beauty in darkness,
The understanding,
The unnoticed loneliness,
The yearning.

The hours of silence,
It brings back memories.
Of the presence of their absence,
And all their treacheries.

Calm and collected night
It hides all the chaos inside,
The way all the chaos of my mind
Is hidden by the big bright smile.

All of the throughts,
They form a knot in the head of mine,
And while thinking of these lots,
Slumber never stops by...

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NOTE:
Image doesn't belong to me
Only the poem is mine...


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