Day and night lay intertwined
Beneath the blankets of loneliness.
She stares transfixed upon
Moisture stained glass;
Artificial twinkle
Imitating happiness.
Her heart beats broken melodies
Evoking another storm;
Ripples of traumatic memoirs
Cascading against erupting thunder.
Imaginations crumble
Beneath the condescending
Reality.
She closes her eyes,
Wishing the darkness
Will dissipate the mood.
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