sometimes i wake,
to find the shade,
careening from my pillow down,
and then i ponder,
while streching bleakly,
And i am,
absorbed by frown.
Down the stairs,
forever spiral,
twisting out of control,
and on the floor,
my feat a-patter,
as i break,
out of my hole.
Sometimes i find,
My head in thought,
it's hard to find a way out,
but then i think,
and think,
and think,
I think of you when in doubt.


 
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