held by her words
You're a useless poet ...
I walk out,
slamming the door
behind my old self
Hedgerow, 24, April 10 2015
A Room of My Own: Thoughts Pacing Gembun
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Another night of shifting, flipping the pillow, and counting sheep …
my thoughts pacing
in moonlit dark, one stray
outbarks the rest
*Added:*
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