Monday, May 21, 2018
Lay down restlessly
In a bed full of sorrow
Maybe this time's a goodbye
What's even good in goodbye?
Spiralling down with no answers
Just a loop echoed questions
And at the end of the tunnel
There is still darkness and silence
Lingering.
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