4779 digital pages filled
with ramblings
about feelings
thousands of
grammar and
spelling mistakes
a broken heart
consuming itself
a final ‘goodbye’ that came
out of a lover’s mouth long ago
still echoing in the ears
a stadium-load of cockroaches
and rats partying
in the house
a mailbox chocking
on unpaid bills
her room a mass grave
of empty bottles
snowed with ash
no income
electricity about to
be cut off
and she’s still
writing
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