Night OwlA Poem by Heather
Dark room
Deep thoughts Realize there is no off button Makes you insane Devil eats away When all you do is mask He will always come after you Only thing you can do Make tea Light up candles Run a bath You will see This environment Soft music replacing air This evil thing Demonic thought Everything here Burns
© 2016 Heather |
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