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by Hope from Cambridgeshire | in writing, poetry
Waiting at night,
Listening to cars drifting on by,
Caught in the light,
Of the everlasting darkness.
Hurting inside,
While my eyes keep looking on,
Getting back on to ride,
When there is no horse anymore.
Love left me,
For its other lover,
It depressed me,
But it ain't over.
I still have tears to cry,
And sobs to weep,
Listening to old love songs,
As I try to sleep.
Every love song that tells you it's going to be ok
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