40. Midnight

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I ended up daydreaming,
While the moonlight is shining.
At twelve midnight,
Awake in the middle of the night.

Word flows like the tears from my eyes,
Teardrops in papers where my melancholy lies.
Antique clock ticks as the same as my eyelids,
Open and close, you're I only need.

Sleepless nights,
Hopeless fights,
I don't know if this is right,
I only hear your voice in the cold breeze of the night.

I tried to let you go,
But i love you so.
You always appear in my mind,
But you're nowhere to find.

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