12:42 am

It's past midnight on a weeknight.
She's taken a shower.
She's said goodnight.
Said a lil prayer.
Lights are off.
Laid in bed ready to doze off.

At the stillness of the night.
Underneath the warmth of her sheets
Her mind has taken a flight,
Peace has taken a fleet.
And At the break of silence,
Comes a chaos in her persona.
Carried about by the lost of her innocence
And a heart tugging and mind buggling paranoia.

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