Loveless Night Poem by William Mowell

Loveless Night



I'm done lying, I'm thru denying

The way I feel for you, I might not make this through

Giving up my deepest love, feeling like a morning dove

But this never comes to pass, feeling like I'm second class

Never knowing true loves sight, always trying for a special night

Never doth this scene appear, so I'll have another beer

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William Mowell

William Mowell

West Palm Beach, FL
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