Woke from a nightmare
Unable to find sleep
Staring back into the face
Of arrogant silent darkness
My heart pounds in my
Chest a hundred questions
Refusing to release me
Back to resting quiet peace
The tannic acid taste of
Fear fills my mouth like
Coppery pennies sucked
By a childish tongue, bitter
Can't shake this feeling of
Dread, of loss, of absence
abcess something missing
in myself, was it ever there?
Inkygirl is now part of DebbieOhi.com!
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This website has now been folded into my main DebbieOhi.com website, so
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3 years ago
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