STH-003: Created page with 'Not Tonight Troubled I lay aside my book
And uneasy rise from rest.
Secrets heavy in my chest.
My spirit held on tender-hook
I pace the room as firm hands…'

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Not Tonight

Troubled I lay aside my book
 And uneasy rise from rest.
 Secrets heavy in my chest.
 My spirit held on tender-hook
 I pace the room as firm hands shook
 As thoughts unclean began to nest
 To sing my fall, like man possessed,
 With discord song like filthy rooks.

I shut my ears against these calls
 Breath short and sharp until they fade
 They vanish with the breaking day.
 Only then, rebuild my walls
 And reweave composure frayed
 Not tonight, my self betray.

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STH-003: Created page with 'Not Tonight Troubled I lay aside my book And uneasy rise from rest. Secrets heavy in my chest. My spirit held on tender-hook I pace the room as firm hands…'

STH-003: Created page with 'Not Tonight Troubled I lay aside my book
And uneasy rise from rest.
Secrets heavy in my chest.
My spirit held on tender-hook
I pace the room as firm hands…'