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Yellow Light
Here's a poem by me!
Yellow light of the lamp on your desk
Shines on your face while you write
Your thoughts
Dropping on paper while you get high
I'm watching you behind
Your hair
Is on your eyes
You're too busy to get them out of your sight
You're lost
In a city full of lights
In a circus as a clown
In a cave with moonlight
You're lost while you write
Words
The ones that found you
The only things that can touch you
Pulling you out of that cave
You're so drunk or just lame
Let me come to you
Go into your thoughts
I know there is a beautiful house
In those beautiful hazel eyes
I'm watching you behind
You're lost
You're lost
You're lost while you write.