The Longest Nights

by Zara Finlay   Aug 25, 2008


Nights seem endless
tossing and turning
sheets in a mess
memories burning

Time is too clear
clocks slowly ticking
now you are here
the clock is racing

I hold you tight
but then you go
I despise the night
which goes by so slow

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  • 17 years ago

    by Christopher Wry

    Think it could have been better but not sure if it was the words used or the flow that was off to me.