Long walks at night
Has killed and buried
Long lonely nights
With fanciful dreams
Only I could weave
An evening without a desert
Even water, left seats deserted
Friends did not come near
When lovers come here
Much to say to none
Much to do about nothing
Hands held fast to telephone
To seal the cracks between the pillars
Not with cement or sand
But frozen words fond memories
Memories which never got expressed
Even after the hand set was picked
My priorities not their interest
Only to rot and decay, abandoned they
At night would sleep in peace, they
At night would stay awake, I
A terrible noise within enclosed silence
Will wake me up again and again
Should I fall asleep again?
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