Excerpts of a Wandering Mind
Saturday, 22 February 2014
Waiting fear
Daybreak,
We sit quietly,
Gnawing,
On the insides of our cheeks,
And lips that bleed raw,
Will it come to pass?
What we fear?
Nothing we can do,
Wait,
Till nightfall comes,
Intimately.
~Rei Shiori
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