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Mar 2016
Chocolate smelling teddy bear
Snow ball mic
Load of clean laundry
Piled on my freshly made bed.

Day off?

Gotta run into the sun.

I haven't marked the page in two days
I gotta do it, gotta do it
It helps to keep track.

I woke up this morning to a long sensual text
The Wolf fantasizes about my drool, my body
Feels good, feels good
But I don't wanna be just
Another ****** pawn.

But. I don't think I could just be
But I swat away real meaning
Push away neediness
"It drained me"
I dreamed of Peter Pan flying, disappearing
All night long last night.

Urging myself back to sleep
I make peace with the demons of my dreams
Watching you disappear into your bedroom
With another, while you knew I was there
I walked out of the bathroom
Everyone thought I had gone with you
It wasn't me
It wasn't me
It wasn't me
Because I don't want it to be me.

Creating a new life, a new schedule
The Wolf looks for bites in between our crazy lives
This will totally do for now.

I have no idea what to wear tomorrow night
I worry who will come
Who will come
Will I be there alone?

"This is my husband"
The deeply progressive ****** female artist said
About 4 nights ago
Its so difficult for me to rely on others
I think I could do it better and in quicker time
But I release, I release

Running into the sunshine.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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