till I rise again
The morning comes, but does not bring the light,The heavy shadows linger from the night.A quiet numbness settles in the chest,A tired mind that cannot find its rest.The world moves on behind a window pane,While frozen minutes turn to hours of rain.You wear a smile to hide the ache inside,A secret storm where lonely thoughts abide.
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