Impending Night
there’s a lump in my throat where a laugh used to be did the good times get away, or is that just me? there is ache where distant smiles war again to be recalled…
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lump in my throat
Remember when now was a memory?
Maybe it was the rain. Maybe it was the grey. Or maybe it was just that kind of day. Uneasy followed me closer than my own shadow. I tried forcing a smile while thinking…