Quite unlike the calm sky,
Console the turbulence within I try
Mornings after, crumpled bedsheets
Waking up to your smiles,
Darkenss eating into my soul,
Void expanding akin a black hole.
Vastness of emptiness, cavernous heart,
Unending desires jumping into fires.
Ashes of yesterday crowding my sight
Harsh sunlight hurting much more.
For tomorrows noone dreams of,
For tomorrows I give you mine
Grant me a few more,
Just two more yesterdays.
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