Poetry

3:02 am thoughts written under my sheets..

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12. autumn midst

 

and as if looks had languages

his eyes burning into mine - through the midst of an autumns sun 

were the words of the lonely and broken

that sunk into their sheets

and suffocated in their sleep

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