Dying Interiorly
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Feeling loneliness of losing you all through the night,
dying interiorly, knowing you are no longer with me.
Not wanting to wake to another morning because I know
that I'll be alone again, crying tears of sorrow that
will hold my love for you only, my love.
Sorrowful, finding we will be separated while I live
on without you, my dear, not knowing if I can continue,
turning over, closing my eyes, hoping to die before
waking again in the morning.
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