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Two ****** eyes look at me

From the tiny crack between the shutters

Little by little a vacant face
Comes into view

And I realise

That the good days have come to an end
Sleep has abandoned me
Under the white ceiling
Lit up by fluorescent green starships
I sit. Wide awake in the middle of the darkness
I had wondered for a long time today
Wondered if I should break this rule
That I have set down for myself
And then I realised
This wasn't a rule
It was me
Myself
It was
What I am
No room to breathe

In a room-fool of people
Yep, she spoke for herself and hurt her enemies

But it ***** to be killed all the same
Stars in her eyes

Feet in the gutter
Set the night alight
Feet caught in the brambles
Let your voice reach the moon
Roaring rivers of sadness
Be the friend you've looked for
A long time
Baby blue patches of the winter sky

Adorned by small furry jewels

Falling down

All falls down
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