Now the day is easing into night,
And I am growing weary.
I close my eyes in hope of peace,
Only to find that it is just as draining.
I suppose now that the day is done
I can reflect on all that has happened.
The joys and fun, to tears and beseeching...
Always wanting more.
Pondering the thought of what is my feelings,
I feel that I'm quite a contradiction.
That's not to say that I am any different
To him, or her, or them, or you.
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