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I wake up in the morning, yet for it to be another day that I will see her cry I open up the curtains and the uninvited sun light comes in The day won't stop I get a cup of coffee as an understanding that we have I feed her lack of will, I fill it with caffeine 'Just another day, just another day' I whisper to her every night Somedays are harder than others, hosting her has become a part of who we are My body isn't mine, just a skin and bone suit, I am being hosted in
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 8:00 PM UTC
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I wake up in the morning, yet for it to be another day that I will see her cry I open up the curtains and the uninvited sun light comes in The day won't stop I get a cup of coffee as an understanding that we have I feed her lack of will, I fill it with caffeine 'Just another day, just another day' I whisper to her every night Somedays are harder than others, hosting her has become a part of who we are My body isn't mine, just a skin and bone suit, I am being hosted in
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 8:00 PM UTC
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