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The Long Day

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A long road, smudged out
by the fingerprints on my eyes
left by millions of painful
people prying them open;
and my thoughts like moths
leaving behind their silver dust
as they flutter, away,
finally free from the darkness they suffered
inside of me, never feeling the warmth
of a candle or the death of sunlight,
as they leave, i am grateful, sad.
but moreso i am afraid;
as they disappear into whispering pillow talk
i come to hear an echo

i am not who i am supposed to be.
and it never ends it never ends
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archelyxs's avatar
This is beautiful. :heart: