Fun poetry thursday nightlife happiness (Remove filter)
Song Bird.
Like the morning bird
You sing the stars away.
Just like that
My darkness burns to light.
Thursday 15th February 2018 12:58 pm
Thursday
The dusk before the dawn
When folks drink till they black out.
spazz out, whatever comes first.
Can't explain it, a nite like this has this feeling
which only comes around on this rare occasion.
Prelude to Friday and Saturday, memories
don't easily fade away.
Saturday 7th March 2015 10:06 pm
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