Time of Death- 2:00am

At two a.m. I walked out of the club.

At two a.m. is when brother’s show you love.

At two a.m. the lights come on. Clubs closed.

At two a.m. filled with light and dark, I chose.

At two a.m. I wondered off to where you were.

At two a.m. I’d discovered you’d been with her.

At two a.m. the bat shattered your windows.

At two a.m. all I’d heard were sounds of trouble.

At two a.m. I died, again and again.

At two a.m. a phoenix rose. Love wins.



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