Daytime comes so slowly,
Slouching through the night.
My mind is torn and twisted,
Screaming for the light...
Of dawn in all its glory,
Its splendor and its song.
Why, even humble sparrows think
The night was far too long.
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PoetryA compilation of the world's best poetry, all written in black and white, served best chilled. Sad love poems to make you realize the one thing you've been missing, and when you thought you just had about everything else, the only way you're going n...
