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THAT MIDNIGHT

I can feel the breeze
Gusting through my window
I can hear the rain
Pouring through the land
I can see the thunder
Stricking through the ground
In that midnight
Of total darkness
I can feel my sorrows
Evolving with the breeze
I can feel my tears
Mingling with the rain
I can feel my pain
Stricking me like the thunder
On that midnight
Of a total darkest pain
©Ermina Kam