Its late
and am still here
wondering and pondering
not a single star decorating the sky
the nite seems to be even gloomier
than it is
what i can hear
is the drumming of my own ears
is the beating of my own heart
is the breathing of my own lungs
drowning the sound of the surrounding
and this pain
hit me so hard
like a lightning
and I am dead inside
soleil
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