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Mar 2015
drearily she rises from the sunken sheets,
shaking dreams from her head, each sound of the alarm
shooting down fantasies, one by one, into reality.
time has never been crueler than when it exists in darkness,
because the dark provides time to feel.
but though the sun shines bright, the illusions remain
his drunken eyes, his tousled hair, his skin, soft as rabbit's fur.
but it all feels much more dangerous when the night invades the morning.
but it all feel much more real when the night invades the morning
CE Thompson
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CE Thompson  United States
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