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Melancholy Nights


Melancholy nights but bright mornings are my days.There are times especially when the moon is out I feel a strange sadness ,a sensation of being alone ,failure and misunderstandings.

Sometimes I desire to give it all up and quit but then I think about changing the world and my future success.I don't only just want to be successful in life but inspire to be a person of innovative motivations.

Some days the sadness goes to my head and I'll block my brain waves and feel a coldness drifting through my entire being.Stress overwhelms my aching body I say a quick prayer ,fall asleep and have a short nightmare.

 Suddenly I wake up I give thanks to God for all he has done.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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