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Thunder calls and trouble brews on the horizon

I'm lying in the bed I've made and I'm no longer tired

I want to open the window,

Catch a breath of rain in the air

Empty the room of stale emotions and complications

Sheets are bound to me and I can't get up

I have no reason to fight,

No strength to clear the air

I close my eyes and wait for fitful dreams

Of either my desire or doom

In the moment between wake and dream

The sky calls out and sheds its tears

Clarity comes to me and I do the same

For I have bound myself to this bed,

This room

This guilt

And my desire will be my doom

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Joli
07:50 Jun 19 2010

This piece has wonderfully detailed elements!

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