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Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Eyes closed

The shadow of a nightmare looms over me.

Yet,
wherever I go,
I am too much in the sun.

With even
an attentive stare,
I can’t seem to see.

These dreams
won’t
stop following me.

Words are little coffins,
perchance,
I can burry them there.

The cemetery
is just
a little bit beyond despair.

The trance, I think,
has always been there.

But at least,
sometimes

I can forget it all 
with a simple blink.

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