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Poésie

My words are not thoughts or simple meanings They are feelings And believings And everything-in-betweenings... This is my assorted writings collection. It's mostly poetry. I hope you enjoy.

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by impic_

It was dark. So dark I couldn't see, couldn't feel, couldn't know. What was there to know? There was something. Something I was forgetting. I forgot.

Remember.

Remember? Think. Okay. Do.
I opened my eyes.
It was dark.
It was Night.
Glinting freckles dashed across her face, full, shining moon peering down at me. She seemed irritable.

Up.

Up? Where?

Up.

I don't know. I don't know how.

Up! Get up!

What do you mean? I don't understand.

WAKE UP!

I opened my eyes.