Cold Nights
Cold nights and darken days,
A setting sun, a cloudy haze.
Tear filled eye’s and a pain filled soul,
My life is gone, a blackened hole.
Is this all that’s left for me,
An empty life, my own dead sea.
Longing for love I linger on,
A ghost in the wind trapped for an aeon.
Beaten, raped, broke, and bruised,
Who would love someone so dirty and used.
Alone in a gutter waiting to die,
With tear filled eyes I start to cry.
Time to give in, time to let go,
My spirit is gone I am hollow.
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