Written by Eva McDonald |
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My soul keeps me up at night.
If I move in my sleep,
I disturb her.
She leaps off the bed, 
and walks around the room
until I cater to her needs.
She's quite quiet, 
doesn't say that much. 
She's especially shy.
So she keeps me up,
until she falls asleep. 
Trying to snuggle away,
the late night headache
she gave me.

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Form of Poetry

Free verse

Author: Eva McDonald
My name is Eva, I am 18 years old and challenge myself to write in everyday situations. My head is my biggest book. I write freeverse poetry on Hello Poetry, and I am pretty sure it's getting some love. I came up through hard times and continue to struggle, but that does not stop it only inspires me.


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