Pseudo
Grasping to the ledge
Knowing you're going to fall
Hoping that you'll find the inner strength.
Pseudo.
Feeling for the light switch in the dark
Knowing the power is turned off
Hoping that lightning strikes.
Pseudo.
Wishing for the compassion you once flourished in.
Knowing it can't, rather won't be there
Hoping she decides different this time 'round.
Pseudo.
Reason for writing:
I tried to get a women back, but she went with another man this time.
Birth sign: Not entered
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