Tuesday at one. I woke up wild.
What scares me when i'm like that, is the flashes of their faces.
It's a face that hangs, I can see the anticipation of eternity, and the infinite complexities of misfortune that hangs within a short flash and then the feeling that stays for so much longer. I writhe on my bed and try and shake it out of my legs. I believe it's what they call a nervous twitch.
It haunts me.
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