3A Poem by JustMethe clock strikes 3 am i'm not asleep my mind is spinning can't breathe heart is pounding my thoughts are floating i can see them before me i want to destroy them they haunt me i die a little bit everyday slowly and quietly i dont make a peep its just me and the number 3 in the morning © 2015 JustMe |
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Added on June 14, 2015 Last Updated on June 14, 2015 Tags: emotional poem, love, TagsForLikes.com, TagsForLikesApp, TFLers, tweegram, photooftheday, 20likes, amazing, smile, follow4follow, like4like, look, instalike, igers, picoftheday, food, instadaily, inst |
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