I long to
awaken in the night
and be unable to
ease myself
back into an easy sleep.
I don’t want to be alone.
Lips
here
there.
Unsuspecting.
Pull
like a band-aid.
Find my veins.
Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 10:55 PM UTC
I long to
awaken in the night
and be unable to
ease myself
back into an easy sleep.
I don’t want to be alone.
Lips
here
there.
Unsuspecting.
Pull
like a band-aid.
Find my veins.
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