I know you want me to go to sleep,
but this room is half dressed in shadows
and I'm not ready to let go
of consciousness for a black blanket
that will only stretch into morning.
Don't remind me that you're not here.
I know it's going to be a long night
when the stars won't even shine.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
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You are an amazing writer.
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ReplyDeleteSo beautiful. So much in such a small amount of lines.
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