3 Am

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By Felicia

Face down on the ground 3 am sucking the life out of me The darkness swallowing the light of the moon My heart beating to the rush of the sea Feeling the a alcohol in my veins Giving me my daily dose of confidence I find the waves crashing against my chest My crisp breath against the bitter wind This, The only place I feel free Light as a feather Under it all I see the stars Dancing about the sad sky Then salt water rushing into my lungs I find it hard to resist I wanted this for far to long And this is what I'm asking for Felicia Mac

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November 29, 2009 00:15izzy

wow! this is very good.

December 15, 2009 19:27Convalescence

I like this poem