It is 4 AM.
I am lying on my side,
and you are staring at
the ceiling, and I wonder
if one of us is going to break
the silence we've accepted
between us.
-E.A
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Bits and pieces
PoetryJust a few bits and pieces of poetry I've written over the years. |On-going|
4 AM
It is 4 AM.
I am lying on my side,
and you are staring at
the ceiling, and I wonder
if one of us is going to break
the silence we've accepted
between us.
-E.A
