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Endless nights ...

We used to talk a lot
About anything every night

A few hours with me
Before starting your day

After preparing for bed
Ending my day with you

Now I only have
Intimate moments

With the deafening
Silence of the night

And the nagging scream
Inside my head

A smirk pasted
On the face of the moon

Laughing at my expense
Dancing around my aching heart

Shining brightly down on me
Mocking the tears in my eyes

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