The Night

Paris Middleton

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The stars didn’t look 

Like stars

More like tiny needles

That glowed each time they struck your skin

The cold black sky bites

Like the emptiness, you can’t seem to get rid of

The night doesn’t give you the passion you once felt

Not without their voice

Not without the way they once touched your heart

So just like the night

You became

Empty

Alone

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