Socks and Cauliflower
Saturday, January 17, 2015
The Day is Bleeding
I dreamt of you; a Nightmare
of one whom I desire.
In dream, my heart held tight you,
but yours held someone tighter.
I felt my heart start breaking;
I tried to flee this terror.
But woke to horrid memory
that Day bleeds into Nightmare.
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