Tramadol
Lights stretch open my eyeballs
My tramadol eyeballs blink
When you get the same chance
You would also blink
Blink into blackness
Blink into dreams
My tramadol eyeballs blink
I’m not sure how to move forward
But stillness is ok
For the use of moving is like
The morning of night
When it should be light
I still feel dark
My tramadol eyeballs blink
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Friday 21st October 2016 12:30 pm
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