Midnight AgonyA Poem by Daniel CarlinThat feeling when you text someone and they don't text you back for 2 months and you can't sleep!Can I reflect enough to describe myself? I have met the female me, That w***e b***h, How dare you say the exact right words, The words that make me think and feel of nothing but you, Nothing but you and me. A sudden realisation, I have been a s**t bag, A flirt here and there, Charming words spoken softly and innocently, Have I made people lay awake at night, Their hopes and dreams a lash on the back of their souls. I lay awake cursing her silence. How many curses have I gathered? © 2016 Daniel CarlinAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorDaniel CarlinDerby, England, United KingdomAboutPart-time physicist, philosopher and poet. Full-time Histopathologist's lab monkey. more..Writing
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