Midnight

March 24, 2017

Midnight 

thoughts run wild,

the fan is squeaking 

calling out to you.

 

Midnight

I am a lonely child,

the rain is clearing

waiting for you. 

 

Midnight

my sadness is mild,

the neighbour's dog is barking

shouting at you.

 

-Sony D



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