That one night…

Do you remember that night

Where we both lay in fright

Our lives altered by discovery

Which led to a slow recovery

We talked and stayed awake

All the way till day break

The conversation ended

As it left us both wounded

To cry ourselves asleep

We mustn’t under sleep

For what lay in the morning

Wasn’t very assuring

We both woke in the afternoon

And hoped to discontinue

The saddening conversations

that had no obligations

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