Doodlebird
Tilok Adnan.
Monday, April 24, 2017
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Every night
I have a dream
As it comes near
And grasps at my ear
As it slowly beams down
Placing tears on my cheek
I moan in an agony it wouldn't understand
I wake up to the sound of a
gulping dried throat
Thirsty
for
more
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