Monday, 9 April 2012

Sleepless Night

The black ceiling hovers over me
My eyes refuse closure
I stare at the clock
What time is it there?
Empty space is all I see
Miles and miles away
I wait for the morning light
It's seven hours away Ticking and tocking shamelessly
The clock lies
It reads11:11 PM
Make a wish You have a flight to catch tomorrow 


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