3 AM

By: Costa (School of Electrical and Electronic Eng.)
Competition Year: 2017
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When the dust settles
When the air cools down
The comforting words fall to the ground
Memories come crawling back
A poisonous dark cloud

In the longest moments
(They never seem too end)
All weaknesses exposed
The past unable to amend

You wish you could take it all back
You wish you had a second chance
And the happiest thought in your mind
Is that oblivion is inevitable
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