somewhere

A million empty spaces,
soon filled with empty faces.
Do you hear them call her name?
She sits still and
she stays silent,
eventually they fade.
Her heart beat softens,
it all swims away.

Oh there's a pretty girl somewhere,
hiding from fame.
There's a pretty name awaiting,
it all sounds the same.
Around some mystic corner,
she falls to her knees,
crying to be heard and
wanting to be seen.


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take two

I had quit taking any at all. I mean really, what good does it do?

I have such trouble sleeping at night, sleeping at all. Why would it be so difficult?

A darkened picture; a darkened night. I took two, but it won't make a difference.

In the morning I'll wake up. Breathing regular and heart beating just right.








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