Late at night
Late at night you lay
Face in pillow pointed away
Tears gleam and in the reflection they glare so unyeilding
It's so late so late at night
Is it almost day
The clock ticks and tocks but doesn't move
The hours tick by endless
It is late at night and all thoughts are awake
Laying in bed wondering what happened with fate
Remember the promises you made the promises layed to...
Sunday 9th November 2014 4:14 am
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