By D. R. DiFrancesco

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In sadness I fade

Left a hollow carapace

Of the man I was.

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In the black of night,

Sorrow rears it’s ugly head,

Leaving me tortured.

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Alone with my thoughts,

Silence as my only friend,

Plotting my demise.

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With head in my hands,

I  pondered ending it all,

But what is the point.