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Day or Night

by @Nashoba

Is it day or night? The clouds have not moved away from my mind in years. I have no longer been able to see the sun through the broken windows of this broken house. Is it day or night? The floors are cracked the ceilings are high all so dark is this only how I feel inside? Is this no longer how I can not see if it's day or night? Paint on the walls has fallen off. Mirrors shattered with the reflection of something thing. I don't recall what that image may be at all. It doesn't change over time. As I no longer have a sense of time. Is it day or night. I really don't care. I'm happy in my hell as long as you leave me there. Don't come back. Stay away demons you are. No matter what shape or form you come in your all the same to me. Is it day or night? It only matters to me.
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Two-Spirit / Las Vegas
Published
Aug 9, 2017
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#demons#day#night#love#depression#suicide#death
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