Late Night ThoughtsA Poem by MeganRuthSometimes I lay awake at night and ponder what could have been. If things had ended up just right, the things that should have been. My brain loops certain points in time I wish I could revise. If regretting was a crime, it would lead to my demise. The darkness is consuming as the moon brightly gleams. Sleep itself is looming as these thoughts turn into dreams. © 2013 MeganRuthReviews
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