Midnight in my heart
what does that mean?
The clock struck nine in the morning
it's blotting out all midnights
still, here it is: Bleak and dark
Summer in my soul?
How come when I'm Winter?
All snowy and freezing cold
ice in my veins
no sun here, not even a ray
I lean against the realities
however, my heart is set on sleep
my soul is planning to buy furs
and I watch them in funny moods
nothing matches these charades
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