SearchingA Poem by DinaWorking the night shift has its perks For instance, the earth is much quieter. Empty highways, no sight of a manager. Perhaps now I can tap into my potential. Wait, not so easy girl. Hear that silence? It's 'bout to change your world. Racing violently, thoughts you hate to hear. Maybe it's time you start searching. But, what if this method stops working? What if the pain keeps on hurting? what if I'm all out of places to run to? I know you want for me, better. I'm usually down for whatever. But lately I've been alone and in my own world.
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Added on November 19, 2018 Last Updated on November 19, 2018 |

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