Thursday, June 26, 2014

the morning breaks through the window though it's tightly shut
she earnestly stops in even when no one wants her
the pretty bandit coming to kill
because with the end of night comes the start of another intention
to keep doing something that may someday resemble
the reality you wanted when there was still hope that
we create the days, the truth
of what will replay when we are dead and over
and someone else is new and wasted
trying to hide from that very same light

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