Pinch me Is this real,
Im floating in a blurred haze tasting life's numbness again,
even in the corners of my dreams.
I close my eyes and silence can begin
;
I cannot stumble here,
but when I wake up,
I will come back to my mess.
This mess will not leave,
I slip further in my sleep.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
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