FloodA Poem by gabiaimeeEvery damn night....
It's funny how you think my night is ruined
by sadness, a curse or two. In truth my nights are perpetuated in darkness, just not in front of you. You are lucky to have been sleeping most nights when the water pours in. But you're just unlucky enough to be here tonight when the flood begins.
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