Staring at the clock

And it’s steady pace

By Nicole StairsPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Weak yet still awake

Endless dark burden of time

Come for me sweet sleep

sad poetry

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Nicole Stairs

My sister says I'm haunted. Guess that's why they say "Write what you know". If I have to deal with it, dear reader, then so do you. I throw in the occasional sweet story, just for a palette cleanser...enjoy!

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