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It's 3 A.M.

Served in the U.S. Army, attended and graduated from The University of Texas-Arlington with a bachelors in psychology and minor in sociology


It's 3 A.M.
As he restlessly lays in bed,
Recalling all the things that were said.
He thinks maybe the end is upon him.
So he relives the past with a pensive heart,
Remembering everything from the start.
From the first playful gaze,
To her alluring playful ways.
And the kiss that left him gasping for more.
As her voice begins to fade,
The pain cuts like a blade.
And he begins to slide away.
Succumbing to the night,
He reflects on her face one last time.
As his soul dies.
To haunt her no more.


© 2017 Augustine A Zavala

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