The THRID eye, by michelle hoult Subscribe to rss feed for michelle hoult

My eyes closed now I wait
Drained and exhausted 
Save me
Breathing deeper
Oxygen layered breath
Eyes closed tight
Sleep must wait
Deeper still I go
Coloured eyelids in the dark
I look around
Scared stares of wonder
Bewildered thoughts
It blinks
Eyes still tightly welded
Yet movement
Elation 
I see you
My inner self 
 
Posted: 2010-12-20 00:43:33 UTC

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