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The shower

By , Spokane, WA

I step into the shower

Just trying to find a place of warmth

In this Ice Box I call my home.

I crave the warm water

Turning it up just enough

Before it is too hot

 

As time drifts away

I find myself sitting in the tub

Letting the hot beads of water

Bounce off of my back.

 

Every few moments turning up the heat

Before the water gets too cold.

All in hopes that I wont have to leave

This place that brings me peace.

 

Because as soon as I step out of the tub

I know

I will have to face reality again.

I prolong it as much as I can

 

But then Ii face the End.

Now it is time for me to step Outside.






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