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Forgotten in the Attic
Forgotten in the Attic
Old clothes in the attic
Yesterday’s peacock feathers
Indigo, blue and red
Faded profusion in the darkness
High In the loft that’s above our bed
Long gone twills and corduroy
Neatly folded in their creases
Neatly folded where they lay
All in pretty layers of their day
Brown brogues in the attic
Tinsel and baubles on the tree
Indi...
Sunday 24th March 2019 10:12 am
Awry
Alone, abandoned, overlooked.
I wake up to a never ending nightmare that I call life.
Insecurities and anxieties blare in as the alarm goes off.
Snooze. Snooze. It's all a ruse, I try to hit snooze in hopes to avoid the nightmare but in this terrible wake there is no snooze so I think, "What is there to lose?"
There's the mistake, don't think, do.
Overthinking leads to overanalyzin...
Wednesday 31st January 2018 6:23 am
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