Dedication
Eyes that simply…
Are etched with oblivion.
They attempted to revive me.
Without making contact.
They would hand their medicine through a window.
Then shutter me out.
Allowing me to stand and stutter all alone.
Until someone punishes me with a sleepless night.
What made it bearable.
Was my dedication.
To escape the void.
That is for now my forever-home.
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