LAST NIGHT
I had stayed past bedtime
As I stare into the darkness,
My eyes were bleary as my thought grew stronger
I still wish the night to be longer
My mind was Whirling
Tears, hot tears drop on my pillow
I had shed tears of forlorn
With confussed feeling of lovelorn
Most time when I thought of the past
Tears were my only breakfast
But tonight I had been awake
To make the right choice of my life, the way I
should go....
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