5 – Scribbles – 37

you left me in the flames of the day light
knowing you weren’t going to extinguish me by night
seeking for at least one way to get right
I see and I know
I’m at peace with the no
i stay ready to go
the devil is calling
my clock ticks slow – falling
clouds ride and sit low, your rain stalling


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