The Butcher

A Poem by maryaeiranim

How can you wake up

This isn’t a dream

Look around you

Everything is never a lie

How can you sleep

This isn’t reality

Look around you

Everything is always a lie

Go down the stairs

Take your head with you

Your friend will welcome you

No more cold nights

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Added on January 23, 2017
Last Updated on January 23, 2017
Tags: cold, thriller, butcher

My thoughts. My words. My sanctuary. My happiness. My sorrow. My sanity. My head. My heart. My life. xx MINE xx more..

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