3 AM by Usha Belieber

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3 a.m. silent, empty streets,

twinkling red, orange, yellow lights,

reminds me of you.

3 a.m. dark, haunted nightmares

waking me with sweats covering

every inch of my skin,

reminds me of you.

3 a.m. feeling of insomnia,

12 seconds anxiety leaving me hopeless,

reminds me of you.

3 a.m. unplayed list of tracks given by you,

reminds me of you.

3 a.m. tears falling and ruining my cotton white pillow,

reminds me of you.

3 a.m. empty side of my tiny bed,

making me stay awake,

reminds me of you.

3 a.m. memories playing like movie in my head,

never fading away,

reminds me of you.

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