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Tired (Madison Elizabeth Holland- Lafayette, LA)

Her eyes were dark 
Like the petals on a dying rose
Cloudy as the smoke that trailed from her lips
The day had worn her down
She felt like the used eraser at the end of a pencil, nothing left but the harsh metal rim
Her body wanted sleep
Folding into the chair as if she were sinking into a lover's embrace
Her glass tipping, falling from her fingertips
And crashing to the floor in spearlike fragments

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