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Not Too Long Now

I can smell the sunlight in your skin
When you said you stayed inside
The whole day, dusting off whatever
It is that needs to be dusting

There are things underfoot and
It’s best I leave it there for now
There are monsters in the closet, too
But I’ll just shut my eyes and count sheep

Today I’ll play the fool
But my thin skin
Won’t hold off for long.

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About Anna

Awed/delighted/floored with anything horror. Indulges in chocolates, blogging, writing, and reading. Attracted to the offbeat and the quirky / the odd and the strange / the weird and the eerie.

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