Baby Something

Just a little, an
inkling of a prayer
or a thought.

He’d put it down
because he promised.

He promised. So many
times we all make a
mark we can’t keep.

I’ve done it, so why
blame you too? Do
you blame me?

He gets scared when
he thinks of what his
lucid dreams can do.

Why don’t you just
come back already?

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