2:36AM
2 am is for the poets who can't sleep
Because their minds are alive with words
For someone who's not there.
For the alcoholics drinking themselves
Into amnesia to forget someone who left.
2 am is not for the lovers
Asleep in each other's arms.
It's for the lonely, the ones
Who are in love with the loved
But are not loved in return.
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