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I woke up one day, filled with fierce eyes. Checked the time & didn't want to get out-of- bed. Another hour Another day, Time flashes by through hearts dismay. Planted my feet on the hard wood crevices feeling my cold morning flesh touch the floor feeling alive. Glanced into the mirror and here i' am again a female beast in disguise. Tryin to do my best live day by day to be treated like an angry animal through the day Breathing & living tired of the pain I want to get away somewhere far far...far away. Sip my cold drink sometimes i may not want to eat so I slip my shoes on and take a deeper breath in then walk my way out the front door. Seems to me, the morning is pretty quiet, with a fresh dew and sunrise groom. When I look around there's no one in site until the day goes by and their back in life. Take me away from this ugly place this is not my home but a temporary warmth filled with childhood memories within good and bad filling me in like a hawk searching for roadkill in the distance of a backroad smothered in a raw delight.
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Jul 21, 2021
Jul 21, 2021 at 1:22 AM UTC
Sunrise in Disguise
I woke up one day, filled with fierce eyes. Checked the time & didn't want to get out-of- bed. Another hour Another day, Time flashes by through hearts dismay. Planted my feet on the hard wood crevices feeling my cold morning flesh touch the floor feeling alive. Glanced into the mirror and here i' am again a female beast in disguise. Tryin to do my best live day by day to be treated like an angry animal through the day Breathing & living tired of the pain I want to get away somewhere far far...far away. Sip my cold drink sometimes i may not want to eat so I slip my shoes on and take a deeper breath in then walk my way out the front door. Seems to me, the morning is pretty quiet, with a fresh dew and sunrise groom. When I look around there's no one in site until the day goes by and their back in life. Take me away from this ugly place this is not my home but a temporary warmth filled with childhood memories within good and bad filling me in like a hawk searching for roadkill in the distance of a backroad smothered in a raw delight.
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Jul 21, 2021
Jul 21, 2021 at 1:22 AM UTC
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