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Technicolour Dream

Technicolour Dream

A Poem by Briony Bryant


The rain falls down hard,Awakening me from myTechnicolourdream.Tangledin my sheets,Every single rain drops adifferent colour.Painting the window,It's ..
Do you?

Do you?

A Poem by Briony Bryant


What do you do when the one person you cared about no longer calls you drunkat four in the morning? Or holds you tight and kisses the place..

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