In The Middle Of The Night..
In the middle of the night ..
Both good and bad things happen ..
Some were unexpected ..
While some seemed to be all too perfect ..
You reason that your conscience was intoxicated ..
Or maybe that it was just the right moment ..
Your acts may involve brutality ..
While some involve shear concern ..
Unluckily, you may find sorrow ..
Otherwise, you might even find bliss ..
Yet one thing is for sure ..
Someone always has to face the cruel morning ..
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I’m not really sure if this passes as a poem because it hardly even rhymes..
whatever.. Haha.. XD