After Four

Few more puffs til the smoke’s gone 
Few more sips til there’s none 

Words are almost exhausted 
The mind would rather rest 
But I hear the quiet whisper 
Now’s the part we share our best

The deepest sighs, the empty Whys 
Secret thoughts finally unearthed
My brain’s half in slumber, half in daze 
Eyes are already blurry but our hearts found strength to share its best kept stories 

After four AM, our thoughts start to wander
After four, we give fire to our deepest cries
After four, we strip down all the rules
After four, we look like genuinely happy fools 



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