I dreamt a little dream. I was dancing amongst the moonbeam. But it was raining and foggy, people were groggy, and I was the only one happy it seemed. The lightning was stunning and the thunder was wet. They were mismatched as if they'd never met.
I woke up suddenly and was in shock. I glanced over - 2am, said the clock.
Will I get over your uniqueness and live?
Or will I drown with nothing good to give?
I remember your laugh, so husky and sweet
But never again will I hear it repeat.
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Turquoise Emotions
PoetryI am trying to cope with my chaotic, hectic self. These are my late-night thoughts.
