night tale

When stars choose to
close their eyes
and the moon shuts of
The sun is at your place
here all lights are lost
I mourn for you
where I lay in the corner
of the most central place
where we shed our torns
I still wait even though
your breath is no more
I walk but I fall
on wet wooden floor
Dry eyes no longer visit
Long day gives in at last
in even longer nights
desperation pays attention
and escapes before
morning lights new sight

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