I fled
I fled to the comfort of the dark
And felt soft swarthy fabric
Envelope my heart
I allowed myself to deeply sink in
Peering into the blackness
Seeing nothing
Like a blackboard duster sweeping
Off the chalk
So my mind was uncluttered
Of all it's wild talk
I stayed till first light
I stayed
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
I fled
I fled to the comfort of the dark
And felt soft swarthy fabric
Envelope my heart
I allowed myself to deeply sink in
Peering into the blackness
Seeing nothing
Like a blackboard duster sweeping
Off the chalk
So my mind was uncluttered
Of all it's wild talk
I stayed till first light
I stayed
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