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10
4am
Posted by A Beautiful Mess Inside on November 14, 2012 in iPhoneography, Mindfulness, Madness, & Mumblings, Worth 1000 Words | ∞
The best time or the worst.
Inky black. Mysterious – yet candid.
Is the quiet my nemesis or sanctuary?
She will keep your secrets
Joy and sorrow find their way to my pillow at this hour.
She whispers silently in my ear.
Still… deafening.
She will keep your secrets
She needs no invitation.
Have you met 4am?
What does she know of you?
This is what I know of her…
….she will keep your secrets
