xanders poetry 4

Wishing for us

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I miss the night
I crave to be free
away from the fear
as my endings creep near
the feeling of the breeze
sitting below the trees
the only lonely I can bare
this feeling isn't fair
am I really healing
it feels like I'm lying
it feels like I'm dying
the feeling in my feet
tired of living on my knees
the cigarettes on the sidewalk
the wind starts to talk
but all I hear is your voice
I was never your first choice
as long as I have waited
I wish I was sedated
the stars no longer fall
I've used them all
wishing for us


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