Poetess Of the night Poems

Things get messy when darkness falls.
Silnet nights spent sleeping in a burning
Bed, choking on racing heartbeats.
Never warned about his cherry ice cream
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She sits on the garden steps with bones aching from grief.
Looking after the garden that
He loved so much.
Wishing they could have one last conversation.
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The black velvet darkness hides these silver rivers of tears-giving everything while know he will find something wrong with what I've done.

Dreams turn into a silent
Moment of freedom.
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