Thursday

3am

So I slept at 8pm..
To wake up at 3am..
I said a little prayer..
That prayer made me wonder..
So fragile these friendships are..
So little these matters are..
My crisis was long over..
My lowest had seemed never..

You only know you've been low,
When you're feeling high..
You only need the dark,
When you're burning bright..
You only know you hate her,
If you hold her tight..
And you held her tight..

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