A random tear, a random moment
I did not mean to slip.
Each one I give then leaves me spent
Though one step closer to the end.
I love and laugh throughout the day
The nights just don’t make sense.
Somehow, the shadows are in my way
Sidestep the skipping beats.
Somehow, the shadows are in my way
The nights just don’t make sense.
I love and laugh throughout the day
Sidestep the skipping beats.
Each one I give then leaves me spent
I did not mean to slip.
A random tear, a random moment
Though one step closer to the end.
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It feels like forever since last I wrote any poetry. Last night, however heavy my head felt (wow, alliteration much?), I scribbled down a couple poems. This seemed to happen a lot last night, as I watched a movie in my room, I'd feel a random tear escape my eye. I'm not sure why. I wasn't especially unhappy last night. Hm. Oh well. It got me this poem, didn't it?
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