Feb 2016
I will be back tomorrow night
I will come bearing more gifts*
the next night, insomnia visited once again, as promised
and brought the gifts of
freshened tears and quickened heartbeat,
racing mind,
cold blood,
shattered heart pieces.
I will come bearing more gifts*
the next night, insomnia visited once again, as promised
and brought the gifts of
freshened tears and quickened heartbeat,
racing mind,
cold blood,
shattered heart pieces.
because sometimes the hurt and the pain are more constant and trustworthy than the humans.
(18/F/Arkansas)
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