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A Poem by DarkPoet

Once,twice 

Saw the sadness in your eyes 

Tried thrice

You got so good at saying goodbye

A great fall on the fourth floor 

Wasn't paying attention 

Till pain revealed in an instant, my position 

 

As I strive to survive at five 

A Fleeting pleasure on my door 

A quick fix at six

I'm done i want no more 

Please stay till seven 

Maybe we'll catch a glimpse of heaven 

 

Its eight and getting late

A whole life bare on your plate 

At nine we share in common

Red wine, sob stories,hope pills

Yet you judge me an asinine companion 

 

The clock on the wall struck at 10

We could no longer pretend

As quickly as it began it came to an end 

Human ,acquaintance, anything but friends 

© 2018 DarkPoet


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Added on April 20, 2018
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DarkPoet
DarkPoet

Lagos, Nigeria



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