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Curled up on a too-small sofa Misery oozes from every pore The fan, a giant spider on the ceiling Dimly seen in the pre-dawn darkness Less dark than the shadows in my soul. Another day of nothing happy Loiters just behind the sunrise Daring me to find a way To build a life from broken rubble ljm
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Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC
BEFORE DAWN
Curled up on a too-small sofa Misery oozes from every pore The fan, a giant spider on the ceiling Dimly seen in the pre-dawn darkness Less dark than the shadows in my soul. Another day of nothing happy Loiters just behind the sunrise Daring me to find a way To build a life from broken rubble ljm
Wrote this a month ago when I was in a dark place. I'm better now.
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Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC
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