• 12:01 AM •

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bleeding.

this time the ideas come hot and fast,

with no place to go

but to the ears of my stuffed animals next to me.


half-asleep

not quite dreaming

but not quite conscious either;

it's somewhere in between.


this fever dream

lulls me to sleep

at least for now...

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