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Yes, a cliché made it’s way

 

 

 

Sometimes something happens... A turning point, as lame as it sounds. A turning point... A decisions made, or a word said, or a touch intended for yourself that ends up reaching further than expected.

I'd like to thank the Academy...

And sometimes you wear a smile that says pain is killing me inside.  Or a pained expression that says I really don't give a fuck. Either way, someone ends up seeing through, and what do you do?

With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.

Whisper too. Yesssss, noooooo. That's as much as I'm willing to say, considering my mouth is filled. My throat closing. Gag on spit and shouts that will not make it past my tongue.

I couldn't cry, so once again I couldn't sleep.

Ah, but the past tense is effective. My eyes are heavy... My cheeks no longer dry. Sleep has found me, at last. Being awake is only half the fun.

 

 

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j-julie said…
Sleep tight baby. I'm awake, near by, looking out.
swan_pr said…
merci julie x