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3:00 AM MAG

May 30, 2021
By leninacarvajal SILVER, Vancouver, Columbia
leninacarvajal SILVER, Vancouver, Columbia
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While the night slumbered  

I stared into nothing.  

I reached out my pinky  

And felt a touch.  

But no promise.  

They had warned me not to look  

beneath the mattress.  

But I only see myself. 

The author's comments:

I only write poems for English class, but after this, I might start writing them for fun.

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Samhradh GOLD said...
on Jun. 16 2022 at 2:20 pm
Samhradh GOLD, Carlisle, Pennsylvania
18 articles 2 photos 61 comments

Favorite Quote:
Dá fhada an lá tagann an tráthnóna.

(No matter how long the day, evening comes)

This is going straight into my favorites. The amount of emotion and feeling you conveyed in so little words, is breathtaking. I wish I had your skill!