And

Night falls

upon restless minds

Cold breeze

of longing

Linger

in blankets

Wrapped

around scars

Made by days

alone

in sullen dreams

Morning hides

the pain

Dawn rises

below

punished lessons

unsolved

Tortured wings

shackled

Preventing flight

or freedom

A tear glides

slowly

Covering the bruised

smile

Dripping sorrow

and fear

On pillowcase

clouds

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