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Another Dawn Pt Iii
Pt. 3 We lived in a house with many shadows that came and left frequently. She called herself my caretaker. From small measures of her time, she taught me how to read, yet she never caressed me nor given me a kind word. When I was younger, she sat me in front of the television while she shot fire into her veins or snorted white powder through her wide nostrils. When she disappeared along with the shadows, the originator grew even more of a fiery beast, and my tears and pleas were ignored I learned to remove myself from grief and emotions over the years and stay in my closet out of the way of him and the shadows that he invited into my bed. Something happened to him....... Maybe I grew wild with perplexity that dims the seasons of my life. Ambiguity is a heavy boulder. I raked at my arms and thighs. The blackness chased away the sun, and my eyelids felt heavy. I for once was thankful for the pills that were forced down my throat. I will lay still in hopes of a dreamless night or a sleep that never end. I have no wish for another dawn. copyright 2007 Labyrinth of Life, a compilation of poems and short stories
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