I am me.
Worrying is the ultimate adult misuse of time! ! !
A whisper of daybreak glimpsed through the slats of white window shutters
Cosily wrapped in her bed with dreams fading to a disquieting end
She rolled over slowly, automatically anticipating the shock to befall.
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A green flatland with marble parchments
Bouquets laid to rest at the side of the dead
Bones that have long since dried to dust
All those tears that have been shed.
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Streams in veins where love gushes through
Heart pumps wildly burgundy hue
A note out of place where an angel fell
Romances course which cannot foretell
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