The Black & White Poet
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CYCLE OF DISTRESS
In the night they rupture out of their cocoon in silence
So when you wake,
You feel them fluttering around in the pit of your stomach.
During the day, you believe you've murdered them
But at night, the crawl back into their cocoon.
-DL 2010
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CYCLE OF DISTRESS
CYCLE OF DISTRESS