Sleeping Inside: Emotional Mirror

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Sleeping Inside Like a broken stem, growing crooked just to stand Lost souls like spare change- falling out of the circle- Treading just to be moving- stagnant breath holding up the walls Strained and misunderstood, crawling back onto your frontstep- Crushed into thousands of splinters- canopied dwelling bubble A cave in the small of your soul, climbing in for winter- Autumn slides down your throat, spring lies along your forearm Summer creeps up your neck, dancing , pouring, soaking, full- Trust like a cheap window smear, good for the moment but can't remember when it appeared. Such a lonly day to be alive in-black page in the book of light Crossed over, colored outside the lines, fast falling motion without the wind to ride- Staring at my keeper, boxed in by shadows Chin on this chipped window sill, subconciousness in a concious state- Wrapped around every peice of me, trying to bleed through a steel shine Cutting myself up just to fit inbetween now and then- Dont w

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