Weekends Alone

Another weekend,
alone and stark.
It feels like I’m living,
in the deepness of dark.

The sun, he comes up,
and lights where I walk.
But sometimes I really,
just want to talk.

When the moon rises,
she takes over me.
Alone with just her,
is where I need be.

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