Morning Bliss

Morning Bliss

A Poem by bebe

I wake up everymoring
Same time every day
I feed the cats
I grab my cloak and hat
Then I'm on my way.

Hiding in the shadows
I travel through the allies
Making sure I dissapear

I'm not a goth
Nor a vamp
I'm me that no one cares

I shield myself
From all good and bad
Not caring if I'm sullen
Or look like the morbid dead

But when the orange ball rises from its sleep
I go back to bed

© 2009 bebe


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Added on October 25, 2009

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bebe
bebe

chicago, IL



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Name: Bebe, Bex, Becca Birthplace: Illinois Current Location: chicago, illinois Eye Color: hazel Hair Color: brunnette and purple Height: 5 feet 6 inches Piercings: 1 on each ear Tatoos: want.. more..

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