Poetry,
You come to me
Every night
As if to wish me
'Good Night'
The night
You don't
Come to me
Something
Doesn't
Feel right!
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For me too it comes like a vampire, as the meets the edge. I see the paradise, melting images forever in my head. A reluctance to my leave my emotions left unsaid. As a spider let me weave my web. A simple yet good, and inspiring poem.