long sleepA Poem by winter;lyra
i wish i could wake up with my hands tied
my dreams wrapped against the walls my blankets tore apart and the bed stained with demon blood i could feel the rush and make a choice there i'd see to it before it consumed me my eyes twinkle tis a long sleep before a beautiful morning © 2017 winter;lyra |
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Added on September 22, 2017 Last Updated on September 22, 2017 Author
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