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Mar 2015
Breath it in
Sharp and crisp
A small smell of that
No more than a wisp

Eyes snap wide open
A ticking nearby
A loud breathing here
A sleeping sigh

Feel the cold
The window so clear
The night sky you can see
The dark you can't hear

Listen for crickets
Chirping outside
They have no blanket
In which they can hide

Eyes so wide open
Laying in bed
Under a blanket
A restless head

Thinking on things
During day you thought not
Thinking for answers
Never getting what you sought

One in the morning
Eyes still to wide
Dreams ran away
Found places to hide

You see it all
Hear every sound
When no waking mind
In near to be found

You yawn once more
Still not asleep
Everyone else in the house
Yet to make a peep

The night will go one
Weather you sleep or not
They kept you awake
Each dammed thought

The sun starts to rise
Sleep never came
They insist to keep you tired
To your thoughts its a game.
Reshnia crimson
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Reshnia crimson  22/FTM/aurora colorado
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