The evening drips
into night
and another
opportunity is lost
of killing
this loneliness.
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TV sets blaring
windows ajar
every home
waits for
a bit of life .
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The spider webs
in the balcony
the birds
returning to their nests
the lonely soul
seeking shelter.
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Each day gone by
each moment past
the grainy residue of love
salted
in the corners of eyes.
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