Robert Johnston

Rookie (October 5th 1963 / Washington D.C.)

Crying In The Night

It's over now- our good love has died.
I cry in the night for what truly was.
The pain that I feel burns so bad-
but it's my fault that I feel this way.

I wish that I could take back my words,
but I cannot, for I can't change the past.
My heart bleeds unchecked from my actions,
and if I must die from my pain, then I die.

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