so i dream the dream and all the broken things seem to mend their ragged seams my bloodied wings stretch to catch one last hint of fleeting breath before fluttered lids and bright bright light slap me awake to the muffled scream of a well abused alarm clock1 responses total.
I dunno.. I rather like the jagged ending, as I remember odd dreams that were suddenly interrupted by wakefulness.
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