Last Night Poem by matt hartwell
Last Night
I lay awake, up late at night. Eyes staring into the pitch black. This hole in my heart is spreading a sinking feeling of doubt, false hope, and loneliness throughout my being. I can Feel the life in my eyes dull as I regret thinking that was the last day our lips should meet. I can still feel your warmth from the bitter feeling of cold loneliness lingering in my chest.
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