The Poet Darkling Poems

You're so often misunderstood
They don't listen, nor do they care
It makes you sad, it makes you mad
It makes you wanna pull your hair
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Laying here alone and lonely
My eyes are closed but I'm not sleeping
A cold wind blows through lace curtains
Out in the moonlight heartache's creeping
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I'm done sitting here waiting on you
I'm done expecting you to come through

I'm done with crying myself to sleep
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The France I remember
Is the France I saw through your eyes
I kissed your lips of red
Under the cloudless, blue French sky
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I glance at the calendar
With anticipatory glee
I notice that its Tuesday,
The day you said you'd be with me
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I search for one to play my game,
To fall in Creepy Crawly's net
It cannot be just anyone,
She'll be unique, the one I get
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Dear Mom, I don't know if you'll get this
But I'm sending it anyway
It's been so long since I've seen your face
And there's a lot I have to say
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Staring in the mirror at the stranger that is me, I wonder to myself when exactly did I forget what it was to be a woman? I close my eyes and try to remember the feeling of my child suckling at my breast, but it eludes me…I have forgotten the pain of childbirth.
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There's not enough darkness in all the world
To extinguish the light of your candle
A thousand others couldn't take your place
Nor could a thousand feet fill your sandal
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Darkness took over me long ago
When I first scratched the surface of love
Tumultuous waves of emotion
I could hardly hold my head above
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