In the shadows of the night,
It beats as i hold on tight.
It creeps like a cricket in my sight,
Wishing that i might;
Unreasonable mischief
Shattering my night sleep
Thinking me a fool
Who day dreams of mending thing.
Unendurable is seems
Doom it means
Too hard to believe
Never could it be retrieved.
Lessons i may learn
Mercies i may get
Letting it go
An idea i will buy.
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