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My soul bleeds each night into the poems When I can’t sleep and everything is silent Except for the space where I live behind my eyes.
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Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 4:38 PM UTC
Loud Bleed
My soul bleeds each night into the poems When I can’t sleep and everything is silent Except for the space where I live behind my eyes.
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24/M/Alberta Canada
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 4:38 PM UTC
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