lifes little cruelty

3 am and back from out

a fruitless search of pain

tried to find myself and you

in loves elusive rain

run around, not myself

not knowing who to be

knowing im not good enough

if i remain as me

back alone as always am

tired bent and blue

and head on into empty bed

where i can still have you





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