Nov 26, 2018
Tired eyes, I never woke up.
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Tired eyes, I never woke up.
"Man I'm in the clouds," I cry to myself. I walk to the back of the room to take in the full picture. Sunset peach tinted clouds, whoever will see this will know that she's at peace. Violet, smiling in her sleep as she rests her head on her outstretched arm submerged in the peach clouds. Her pink curls blend into the clouds the same way I see the beauty in my every day life that brings my thoughts straight to her. Taking one last look at her I smile, when I open the door it grows wider at the snow slowly touching the ground. I leave home, house 47, nowhere for what feels like the first time. Maybe it's not the last time, but I do know now that this time... "I'm alright,". . . . . . . . . #writingprompt #jun #grungeaesthetic #writersunite #writersofinstagram #irishwriter #poetryblog #grungefashion #nightmareonelmstreet #freddykrueger #gothicfashion #vapenation #grungesmoke #ootd #androgynousbeast #boigxrl (at Dun Laoghaire Pier West)
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