Awake to the morn with no greeting,
Nor at night not a sweet dream.
Breakfast, nonexistent,
Lunch, mask wearing,
Dinner, listening.
When the day is done
Sleep by thy self;
Only dreams and loneliness to keep company.
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My Poems
My poems or short stories, will be different than any other. Maybe more horror, I don't know, what do you think? Comment. Don't Steal. Don't Copy.
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