3 Am
3 am
Walking past the police station
Red blaring lights
Silent tonight
Dimmed down low
Only the muted white light is on
Illuminating on the old wire chair
Deja vu hits me
Been almost a year now
Since I last saw your face
I'm seeing other people now
Don't you see
Never have been giving it much thought
Until I saw that police station
Don't want your arms
Around me anymore
I'm laughing with my friends
Out loud
Late at night
We rule the streets
You see
Now a pawn in your games now
Dancing into the night
Your number still remains blocked
Neon lights are in my eyes
I just want it
I just want to keep having
This new feeling
Now
Copyright © Shimokini The Abendrot Poet | Year Posted 2019
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