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At Night

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Krizia is someone who writes with her overwhelmed thoughts and emotions.

From all the bottles emptied,

My mind travels and is in disarray.

I kept my lips sealed

Knowing that my soul is stained anyway.

Tears fall harder at night,

When I'm left all alone to think,

Staring at the ceiling with no light,

Away from everyone and everything.

© 2021 Krizia

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