Something about the way the crack of dawn seeps life into your
shadows
With the blinds intricate lines displayed upon your ribs
Something about the awareness associated with a start of a new day
...Hours
...Coffee
...Bills
People
More people
The ensuing chaos
And all you really want to do is stay here and be consumed by the morning glory
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 2:07 PM UTC
Something about the way the crack of dawn seeps life into your
shadows
With the blinds intricate lines displayed upon your ribs
Something about the awareness associated with a start of a new day
...Hours
...Coffee
...Bills
People
More people
The ensuing chaos
And all you really want to do is stay here and be consumed by the morning glory
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