Tuesday, 28 June 2016

Midnight Clock

Two One Eight
She was trapped
Midnight air as bait
While her mind awaits

Two One Nine
She drinks no wine
Her ego declines
Her heart confined

Two Two Six
"The clock be playing tricks"
Stood and air kicks
"Back to work, avoid conflicts."

Three Three Eight
Her energy dead
Her face red
Memories came back.

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