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(Dash equals a beat)
I woke up -
With a feeling in my gut.
In my head there was a thought,
I could not shake.
I felt numb, like an empty shell.
And I missed you.
Beaten. Shackled. Slaughtered.
Together. We. Survived.
Beaten. Shackled. Slaughtered.
Together we will THRIVE!
Right now it is 2:00 am and I am awake in bed, staring at the ceiling with glossy eyes
as if my mirrored pupils could teach the blue sky above the Atlantic something about reflection.
