MIDNIGHT

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CANDELIGHT POEMS



                I'm sorry.

   I'm knocking at your door.  Please, see, me, don't ignore.

    I just had to see your face.  

    I'm sorry for coming to your place.

       The morning.  I just could not wait.

           That, I would just hate.

   I could'nt lay in my bed.  All these thoughts in my head.

   I could'nt dream.  It made me, see, want to scream.

   I had to talk to you.  I had to walk with you.

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