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A long week ahead
I've got this day all planned out
Shame it starts at night.
Getting up before sunset,
My disjointed sleep patterns.
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Do you remember?
I am likely to forget.
No windows in time.
What of these patterns hidden?
And gateways of mysteries.
 Sep 2018 Meghan
Carlyy
I don’t know who I am going to be tomorrow but
Right now,
I am a broken hearted fool.



«c.h.b.»
 Sep 2018 Meghan
Alice Wilde
Burnout
 Sep 2018 Meghan
Alice Wilde
The stars are falling.

Creating comets that streak my cheeks
And fall into a space that I can’t remember.

Forming at my feet are static clusters from their burnout-
Fading against the background into nothingness.
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