Too Long
Choking upon waking
breaking dawn’s making
taking in negativity
Falling stabs of destiny
giving almost nothing
Burning all my clothing
Dying backwards and living
Floating fluids are stinging
ripping screams dripping
Bleeding throat gripping
sounding depths darkening
far too long With No Longing
EaS
Saturday, September 17, 2016
Too Long
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