To much darkness
inside my heart
my night darkens
her weeping goes unheard.
Too much confusion
led me here
too much love
could not kill her fear.
Too much control
made my life a habit
I've lost my will
she could not found it.
I've not lost my smile
& she still has her voice
too much loneliness can kill
may be tomorrow is a better choice.
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