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Head Tipped Back and Dreaming
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poems Hatred sent in a self addressed envelope
Bottle of multi-coloured pills lay
On the table before her
Bursting in flashes of illuminum
Timed to perfection with every pulse
A steep fall in temperature is expected
Soon doesn't ever come quite quick enough
That's if he even bothers to turn up at all
My letterbox has just one letter inside
The one from me
Head tipped back and dreaming
Of a better tomorrow
