No more good nights
No more greetings in the morning
All those lies
Now with time they are dying
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A nice poetic imagination, Tinashe. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
you are correct in a sense love sometimes seems like nothing, thanks for sharing.
But those little fights Did a big killing Those little secrets Crippled all my feelings. a very good poem. tony