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Jun 2017
It's 2am

Shadows dance across the walls
and the floor boards creak under
the weight of the silence.

It's 2am

Sleep eludes me
while my thoughts reel through my mind
like film through a camera.

It's 2am

And the thoughts of you
begin.
The Poetic Wallflower
Written by
The Poetic Wallflower  27/F/Pa
(27/F/Pa)   
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