Midnight Poetry

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Why is it that when darkness comes a round,
We think thoughts that bring us down?

Why is it that when things get tough,
Some people cut?

Why is it that when there's a lot to take,
People so easily brake?
(A/N: I wrote this last night when I was half asleep and I just found it so I published it)

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