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The Land Of The Numb: Echoing Thoughts
All is well
in the land of the numb
at least until
the cold night comes
and the echoing thoughts
Like freezing rain permeate
my fragile crown
and leave me in dire straits
Cold is the night
with those I love still near
I fear I'll freeze solid
without them here
in the land of the numb
at least until
the cold night comes
and the echoing thoughts
Like freezing rain permeate
my fragile crown
and leave me in dire straits
Cold is the night
with those I love still near
I fear I'll freeze solid
without them here
Published 22nd Apr 2020
Author's Note
Nights are hard for me. I wish I had someone to talk to. I wrote about the struggle here.
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