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It is Time

3:47am

And the cat is sleeping but I am

restless

No sleep from all of the darkness

that has consumed me

whole


3:48am

And I hear the rushing of blood in my ears

The throbbing of my dented heart

From no text back

It has been 16 days since I heard

from you

3:50am

And I should be sleeping but the

rushing

and

throbbing

keeps me awake

3:51am

And these song lyrics are stuck in my head

They keep repeating

over

and

over

And I hear the pain from the singer

It reaches me on a level I didn’t know existed

3:52am

And I hear the birds chirping

And I can never tell when it is early in the morning or late at night

What is the cut off time?

3:53am

And I don’t expect to hear from you for a while

I don’t know what I did for you to

freeze me out

this always happens

3:54am

And it is time

Time for sleep

Time for my brain to shut down

Time for me to move on

Time for me to see the best in people

Time for me to reach out

and

speak my mind.

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