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Tip Toeing

Abysmal blue puddles
become unglued showering
and flooding the tiny cracks
repaired with make shift lattice
that once were coated with cement.

I lost sight of what I was doing
while the blues swirled around me,
seeping into my saturated pores
of a black dream catcher tattoo
there to softly remind me of him
and the nightmares that had me
tip toeing in the dark.
Written by natcat
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