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3 AM 
It is the time when the souls of the world are still
When life is made and the angel of death kills 
All the stars shine in the sky and the moon gives the night light 
It is when my pen goes into my hand and my soul blooms at night 
The curse and the gift God gave to me to feel into words all in me 
To write the joy and pain that has burned inside me 
The twilight hour is over me 
Angels and demons sit on both sides of me 
Opening the wounds and scars of my life moving tears free
Moving me back to life when it was good
To become a man and mistakes that left me misunderstood
The person people look at and see the outside of me
Not the storms and waves thrashing the mind and soul inside me 
Love has battled to keep my soul good in the midst of evil times
Wisdom has in taken my mind to overlook things now that waste my time
God comes and listens to my soul leak its troubles and pains 
My prayers and my mind release, so much entwine and i write divine
Lost sometimes because of life but I write out of my soul to find me to know him 
Blooming out my soul at 3AM 
S Qualls

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