Feelings,

I Hate The Night When I Feel So 
Hallow Inside 

I Feel So Damn Empty And Out 
Of Place 

I Hate The Night Where My Mind Wonders 
To The Unknown 
And All I Return With Is Sadness 
I Hate Counting Tears That Rash 
Down My Checks And Collect Upon 
My Pillow 

I Hate That The Only Thing I Have At 
Night To Comfort Me Is My Loneliness 
And The Only Thing I Fell Surrounding Me 
Is Darkness 
I Hate The Feel Sad And No One That Around Ne 
I Hate Being Alone While Sleeping

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