One more before the lights go down
One more laugh at what I can never have
One more smile at what was and should never be
One more glimpse into the future
One more forgotten moment of the past
Tomorrow will be different
If today wills it
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At the end of an evening, we are left questioning what we find fulfilling. Some open the door to their wives or husbands, children and other sources of warmth and comfort. Some of us open doors to the deepest loneliness, and are left asking for just one more...
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Poetry for the weary and broken hearted...
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