Last Night

Here comes the morning and the
man in the moon is fading fast,
last night was like magic, but last
nights never last.
I wander what i'll tell him because
i dont have a clue,
i dont know why i gave into what i
swore id never do.
Like lightning on a warm summer
night, you came without a
warning,
Oh why did i give into something i
knew id regret in the morning?
You often try to hold on to all the
special moments in the past, but
time just wont let me stay,
Because with every step you take you'll find, your'e losing somthing
along the way.

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Forgetmenot31024
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Poll

How often do you write poetry?
Daily
20%
Weekly
11%
Monthly
2%
When the mood strikes
47%
During stressful or emotional times
13%
Not that frequently
4%
I just like to read poetry
3%
Total votes: 339