I dreamt of smashed
fairylights.
Trying to weave through the shards
sparkling
piercing, it was night
but light outside.
The sheets tangled my limbs,
hot mind,
in little bits
Scrape it up.
Scrape me up.
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
I dreamt of smashed
fairylights.
Trying to weave through the shards
sparkling
piercing, it was night
but light outside.
The sheets tangled my limbs,
hot mind,
in little bits
Scrape it up.
Scrape me up.
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