split lip creature from a dark walk
falling for your clever talk
awash in the sunshine rain
a stolen wish from the picture frame
digging holes to fill with history
cutting glass with magic misery
a creeping fever from the gut
bloodshot sunken eyes stay shut
promises colored by children
walking with the hidden
birds fly in black circles
creating dark night miracles
rotten words stained with poison
bent over in an awkward position
broken from the peace I seek
now I lay me down to sleep
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