Sunday, November 29, 2015

November 29, 2015

As the sun sets, I lie here awake
The purple mist rolls in
filling my lungs with acrid breaths of your name
fogging my head with visions
and infecting my lifeblood
for after months of living clean
once again I am held captive
and your eyes haunt my psyche

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