Night Poem by Brenda Urka
Night
Its cold and dark, no stars I see,
I walk alone, no one but me.
An empty soul, A broken heart,
The path I take, where do I start.
Your gone from me, an empty shell,
The pain I feel, no one can tell.
My eyes they empty, tears that flow,
Memories of so long ago.
A stranger, In a room of dark,
No door to open, no way to part.
Its cold and dark, no stars I see,
I walk alone, no one but me.....
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