Night Life
Nightlife
I have a little secret,
Kept.
I have nothing. I cannot keep.
Bound by four walls.
Messy hair. Dirty sheets,
bright lips in dark corners.
I have little a secret.
"trick or treat"?
Copyright © Lezel Van Den Berg | Year Posted 2015
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