Monday, May 21, 2012

Twas brillig
and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogroves
And the momeraths outgrabe.

Something terrible has happened
and every part of me is exploding with fear and grief.

Beware my thoughts, her absent eyes, the beeping, and the tears.
Every pill I'd pull from her
and take myself instead.

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