You'll Be Ok

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You'll Be Ok

Late at night i open my eyes to an empty room.  i look towards your way but there is no sight of you.  Something in my heart feels heavy and this grandious pain comes over me.  I look for you again and once again, there is no sight of your face.  My eyes start to tear up as I realize thst I will never hold you again and that never again i will see your face or feel your touch and kiss.  Late at night I forget that you have moved on to a better place and that now you watch over me.  I fall asleep holding your picture and then, right in my dreams, I see an angel, and it's your face full of grace telling me.....I love you...you'll be ok...

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

ANAMARCIAL’s Poems (4)

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