Ten to Midnight

The orange sunrise burst

To a fading drunken thirst
 *

Through slits of fingers

Where your ring lingers
 *

Paired with dried tears

Brought by selfish fears
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The clouds hang so low

Stifling this day’s glow
*

The flowers lay trampled

My heart feels crumpled
*

Words stayed on my lips

I miss holding your hips
*

You used to fill my lungs

Used to twist our tongues
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The moon is just a mirror

Of someone, to me, dearer
*

Morning is unwelcome

Sleep won’t just come
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I need to breathe again

Before the clock strikes ten

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