• darkarrow17 5w

    12 am?

    We were both alone
    Was filled with so much boredom
    12 am
    We both were awake
    Now a lot was at stake
    We talked about each other's life
    We made jokes to make each other last worth while
    12 am
    Where I cry for help
    When no one can hear
    When I draw my masterpiece
    On my skin where I bleed
    12 am
    We both were confused
    If what we were feeling was real
    Or was it just because of 12 am?
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