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[iced_kristea]

-4 a.m.
I awoke with the taste of stale grapes
Still lingering on my breath
Flashbacks from the night before-
Ringing in my ears
I am plagued with nightmares-
Strong enough to make me weep
Because of such confusion
Impossible to discern
The imaginary
From the Reality

-K

Comments

[diapholom]

have some bacon, krist
helps the mood
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