Clouded dawn
There are morningsWhen the night hasn’t washed off.When last night’s complaintsAre still bitter in the mouth,When my eyes are crustedFrom the tears of ungodly hours,When anxiety and fearHave wrung out bile from my members,When I have lain for hoursBut found no rest.The clouded dawnHides the beauty our hearts needTo face another day,And keeps out the […]
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