Voices, laughter?
A sound experienced only by others.
Lie back against the dusty walls,
Grimly I await the morning call.
A loud snarl filled with only
Hatred; the voice that had laughed so lovingly,
Spits my name with so much
Bitterness; to the recollections of my previous dream I clutch.
It had been a good one last night,
With a pretty lady with red hair holding me tight.
Is that how my cousin feels?
Warm as if he'd just eaten a full meal?
It's not real, I know,
The voice outside once told me so.
But it sure felt like it was,
Something for me only, from behind the cupboard doors.
From Behind The Cupboard Doors by Siriussirius
Story Notes:
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