Poem -
2:53 am
2:53 am ominous clatter hidden from my view rambled away
Ghost galloping as they peel my senses away , you can't trust the silence stoic little city .
" Hot chocolate sounds nice ..."
It's funny how the dark side of the avenue always leads to lights, the sweet. Warmth was escaping all around , she wouldn't stay . Maybe when morning comes , it'll rise .
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