Half Marathon My Hour 3

This hour I once again found my own inspiration. My pinterst page has lots of inspiration waiting for me.

 

Dwale

I feel myself slip

Pulled into nightshade

My mind pours from me

My body no longer mine

My thoughts rush away

As darkness enters

 

A clatter as a glass falls

Traces of deep red

All that is left of their drink

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