Foam settling
over strong
espresso.
The warmth
mixed with
the warmth of Christmas
lights ignited:
My dread of
Monday's reality.
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Bright lights reflected
in my eyes.
As the people walk by
music surrounds us,
laughter from small
children,
my head on his shoulder
and we smile.
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Everything was
spinning.
So hungry.
I said, "never again" as
I ate an Oreo.
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My eyes burn.
dead leaves
drift through
strong winds.
Hollow life.
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