Somewhere in the still background
An analog clock makes no sound
His eyelids are heavy, frequent his frowns
Yet here he stays, working
The clock strikes
By: Scrap of paper
... and Donnie is still awake.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Chapters: 2 - Words: 48 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 9/24/2016 - Published: 9/20/2016 - Status: Complete - id: 12157774
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