My Sweet Nothings Poem by Nick Kler

My Sweet Nothings



I wake up to nothing
Each and every morning
I go to bed with nothing
In and out every night

But now, I can cry to my nothings
And share my smile with my nothings
It's hard for me to ever imagine
Living without my nothings

Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,love
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