#accidence
It's morning,
and I'm mourning,
the sleep I lost the night before.
I watch the light,
as it alights,
upon my bedroom floor.
Never do I care,
to take care,
of myself anymore.
I always alter,
what I place on my altar,
and I sleep less, forevermore.
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Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 3:45 AM UTC