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Jan 2020
All my thoughts running with the
Stampede in my head.
I tried to tame the beast, it started
Teething instead.

Don't you cry... nightmares got you
Peeing the bed?
And when you don't, you only have
Dreams of regret.

Regretting all the moves that you
Made in the dim.
Got bedtime prayers for a lifetime of
Sin.

Never had to question if it's water, if
It's wind,
But the things that I've seen even
Make the blind squint.
Misty Meadows
Written by
Misty Meadows  21/F/Pennsylvania
(21/F/Pennsylvania)   
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