My chin tucked to collar bone
One light is still shining through my lashes
Fists balled up
Curled into myself like a cat
Nestled here between pillows on the couch
Clothes on
Warm from my blood
Too late to change now, everything's soft
Eyes close
Mind blurs into dark
Remind me that it's late out tonight.
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What a TERRIBLE poem
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