/*POEM FONTS*/
Anna Dennis
graphic design and digital media
In The Night • The Weekend

All alone
she was



living
In a world without an end or beginning.


Baby girl was living life for the feeling
But I don't mind, I DON'T MIND
And all the
wrongs
she committed
She was numb and she was so
c o - d e p e n d e n t
She was young and all she had was the city
But I don't mind, I don't mind

In the night she hears him calling
In the night she's dancing to relieve the pain
She'll never walk
away,
I don't think you understand
In the
night
when she comes crawling
Dollar bills and tears keep
falling
down her face
She'll never walk away, I don't think you understand.