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My room is illuminated by a faint but noticeable glow,
It isn’t a lamp or a nightlight, but a small rectangular device on my bedside cabinet.

The once silent world is disturbed by a ‘ping’, another notification from the online world,
I let the light fade away and drift back to sleep, I wish to remain in reality, at least for tonight.
The sun beams through the gap in my curtain,
The warmth brushing against my hand,
It makes me forget the troubles that await me this fine morning.
The rain taps on my window,
As the light from the tablet shines on my face, I stare into the dark recesses of my room.

The rain taps on my window,
My mind drifts off, and in that time, I wish that you were here with me.

The only company I have with me tonight, to remind that I am not alone,
Is the rain that’s tapping on my window.
The boiling water
Sloshes around
In the mug,

Dissolving the coffee
grains into a
Pool of liquid luxury.

As the mug touches my lips,
Letting the bitter sweet
Coffee trickle into my mouth,

I remember how good,
Despite my problems,
I really have it in life.
It’s important to remember the little things in life.
i get tattoos
to love my skin
instead of scar it

i get tattoos
to love the art
that goes into it

i get tattoos
to love myself

i get tattoos
to reclaim
what you stole

this is my body

this is my art

this is not yours

this is me
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