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Midnight ****

It's about that time for a Midnight ****

to put my blistering thoughts at ease

to make this restless body rest

everything around me becomes more enjoyable to watch

laughter breaks through

I begin to think of you just like I always do

as I lean back dazed and confused

Led Zeppelin is pouring out sweet tunes

I hear "its on you"

my Bic torches the bowl

inhaling the feeling gets stronger

my eyes get heavier

sleep takes complete control

as I notice

Mr. Sandman stepping out the door

I lay there asleep in a room filled with smoke

After I took my midnight ****

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kyleigh-anne
American
Published
Jun 12, 2013
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