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What happens at 2AM

And when everything quiets down,

when the dirt settled at the bottom of the jar,

you start to crawl your way inside my mind.

the familiar temperature.

the warm feeling of yellow.

And the pain continues.

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Published: Dec 9, 2019
LinesWords: 636

Tags: #love #depression #nocturnal #sleep

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