Dark Night.

 

It was dark that night.

I thought you might

Want to have me

In your sights.
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But you decided (again)

To have a

‘slight change of plans’, and

We had a fight.

I took flight.
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Despite your weak entreaties,

I took delight

In the solitude of one, once again denied.
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It was dark that night.

And to my horror,

The tears I cried

Gave away my plight:
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Loving someone

Who doesn’t love you right

Is like holding on

To a statue

Made from broken glass

With all of your might.
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Written by

Ivie M. Eke 2019.