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Folded Up
 

More folded up inside myself
than I can remember being
Looking at a world through
eyes unfamiliar with what
they're seeing
Stealing my sleep at night
Awakening to visions of fire,
blood racing, heart pounding,
eyes full of tears.
Too much, too soon...
Leaving too many fears.

Kayte
4/27/09

By UntanglynMyMind

© 2009 UntanglynMyMind (All rights reserved)

 

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