Camouflage Black

It’s awfully peculiar,
When day turns to night,
I start to feel the pain.
As if it was always there from the days before.
Where it subtly remained.
And with a dose.
It all rushes back,
And again, I’m left dismayed.
As night turns to day.
It all starts all over again.

© Duc Nguyen WordsOnEmptyEars, 2015

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