![]() MidnightA Poem by butterflyMidnight is the hour where we come alive Both the spirits and earthlings to the surface in the same tide Midnight opens the gate and it never helps to hide Yet I know you are a phantom haunting me at night I fall asleep cause without you there is no point to keep awake I wait and its just one big mistake He just wants my body I just want to hold him close to me Yet the signs never fade He just wants to bite my neck so deep Doesn't care about the drops of blood that bleed Insatiable hunger that drives the plays with me I cut myself free I tell myself again Its just physical in the end He only communicates at night Midnight is the hour where we come alive Even when I am dead asleep in my bed He is the monster haunting me yet its not a dream in my head I wake to his text I miss you baby just want to say good night I hope you are alright Its that twilight hour that brings even the dead alive Both the spirits and earthlings in the same tide It does no good to hide When the clock strikes midnight
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