empty bedA Poem by constancelovesdarknesswaking up on a tear filled pillow, hoping that my dreams of you not next to me was jus a nightmare, looking at the pillow next to mine, but my nightmare is true, so i cry more, not jus at the fact that you're not here, but the thought that you won't come back to me. © 2012 constancelovesdarkness |
StatsAuthorconstancelovesdarknessALAboutI love to write poetry when I can. I also enjoy talking to people. Feel free to msg me on here or review my many works! more..Writing
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