Challenge
3:00 a.m.
Write a poem marked by time stamps or phone battery or amount of sun or anything else! I'll be judging but more likes help!
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Clicked off the light, the room got dark,
Still, her eyes demanded to see.
Adjusted vision, faint shadows of furniture,
It was 3am, she couldn’t sleep.
Again and again, glancing at her phone,
Always, to an empty screen.