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Here In This Bed

--------------- Tonight, here in this bed, he lies alone Half open windows catch the smell of grass The clock emits a soft electric drone and minutes stretch to hours, as they pass He'd lain his head upon the pillow late, tonight. Here in this bed, he lies. Alone with beating pain he cannot mitigate, repeating thoughts refraining on their own The woman who had been his cornerstone, sleeps underneath another lovers roof, tonight. Here in this bed, he lies alone, down deep beneath the covers with the truth She didn't know that she could live with how he hid the part of him he should have shown Though he would give his life to show her now, tonight, here in this bed, he lies alone... ---------------

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Date: 8/21/2021 3:00:00 PM
Sad plight but you wrote it right, thank you for sharing.
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Lycia Harding
Date: 8/21/2021 11:08:00 PM
Hi, Mystic! This is just fiction but still sad :(