The 2 A.M Writer

Crimson

I feel as I did 2 weeks ago

Numbing light has drawn me like my moth brothers

We all swim into this being, ourselves

Dipping in my toes, my wings are far to damaged

I cry as I\'m falling back down to earth

Earth, my land, my soil

Her soil womb, she has been fertilized

She can sustain me

I shall grow under her

And out her, her youth I shall take again

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Another light

Another shot

Will I take it with more than salt pillars this round?

Will I make it through myself again?

I see the tiled floor

The bloody towel

The crimson regret

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I shall only know when I do take the second step

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