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Aug 2017
I don't feel better
watching 3 am come and go
sleepless nights
kept awake by blinding lights
of a thousand stars which I named
after all of my mistakes and transgressions

there's a picture of me painted in the sky
under eye circles and a look of infatuation
I call it a portrait of the artist as a reckless dreamer
Written by
A E Bill
193
   Elizabeth J
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