Night Table
The Night table knew it all
Knew my passion
Knew my love
The lamp would shut
The sheets still wet
My eyes were shut
Your hands weren't there
The pistol was loaded
Your looks I thought could kill
My eyes in yours
And as I breathed
My heart would stop
And as I left
The trigger gone off
I felt betrayal
And I should have known
You left my hurting soul
Some of us
Our voice ain't good
And we were born
To sing those blues
For you
-Pete M. Yangin
for: Lonely Dawn
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