My thoughts late at night.

It came as a small whisper

But then deafened me with their wishful cries

The thoughts that haunt me

Late at night

That make me

Wish they never happened

And that make me

Wish you didn't exist

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Hello, author here! I'm probably going to be creating a new book which has more of a story to it, but in the poetry format. Since this book is extremely jumbled and messy, I wanted to make a better book that wasn't gloomy throughout.

Peace!

- Honey