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In the small hours, hear my heart beating. The dark crowds me, Listen to your breathing, Thoughts scatter, mind shatters …
In the small hours, hear my heart beating. The dark crowds me, Listen to your breathing, Thoughts scatter, mind shatters …
When your life feels like A game of pick up sticks and It’s all a bit wrong ©️ Juliette Turrell
Waxing crescent New start Fresh air Begin creating Build something Surge forward Start again Be optimistic Change reborn Breathe deeply …
It hurts my eyes.The quiet cold drainOn my soul.Spiralling down,Cold wind in my hair.Just falling,Swooping,Decline of feeling.Until numbness clawsSharp digits …
Insomniac? No, I’m a vampire… a light sleeper, a day dreamer, a wishful thinker, a tree hugger… I like simple …