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Oct 2014
As a child I told myself
I'd never hurt again

Be here I am
At 3 am
Stone cold in my bed
Waiting for the sun to rise
Waiting for some hint
That a new day has started
And I'll be reborn again
Until then I have the night with me
It's velvet dark engulfs me in waves of sadness

I don't think I've ever felt this way before
I must have never
Seen someone like you
Because at 3 am
You're all I think about
And it burns me with a bitter rage
A rage that screams "I've lost you"
And the hardest part
Is trying to figure out
If I want you back
Or if I should let you fade away
Christopher Zaghi 2014
Christopher Zaghi
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Christopher Zaghi  Toronto
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