I Sit Here Poem by Broken Angel

I sit here in the night,
nothing but quietness and dark,
as i try to find myself,
i notice my first thought is you.
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Thinking of the first and last time we met,
remembering all the laugh's,
and happy times.
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Thinking of all that,
where it went and why.
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Wondering how i got to this point in time,
why i've lost myself,
and why i wanna cry.
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The feeling of depression,
fills within me,
the feeling of nothingness,
no value, no worth.
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Now i sit here,
still wondering how and why.
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written: 10/11/05