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Oct 2015
lights are out
and I’m isolated
prone to elaborate
about my rattling thoughts
with a skin that smothers
and a burning tongue
just to keep me sane
to calm the night, I leave
my thoughts echoing the room
as a way to distract myself
from solitude
and my eyes are breaking down
featured a mood that’s slowly
catching up with their colors
as they turn blue in all its scales
as I wait for my memory to shed a new skin
leaving a peace of mind – away from such hollows
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