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winter faery

there are no dreams
 
there are only scenes
 
that have left me
 
 
 
open in wound
 
the dark nightmares
 
harsh and consumed
 
in breaths left in aftermaths
 
the ancient lakes
 
screaming loons
 
 
 
in the winter with faery
 
opening my chest
 
she tries to be daring
 
in wintered wings,
 
while she met the morning screams
 
 
 
i wept for days
 
into moments they made
 
me crazed,
 
the forest that met me
 
and pet my shame
always awakening
to remember a name
Written by mariellewrites
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