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I feel those stares gnarly infringements a flash of photograph a creaking doorway a breathless hallway I swear I feel those stares hidden under staircases creeping around corners kneeling under tabletops I press my hand into my eyes so I can't see anymore there are eyes everywhere but only those of my consciousness a doorway here, a path there an unmarked territory a charity to my soul thank you, my body for allowing to remain me
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 5:54 PM UTC
A Charity to My Soul
I feel those stares gnarly infringements a flash of photograph a creaking doorway a breathless hallway I swear I feel those stares hidden under staircases creeping around corners kneeling under tabletops I press my hand into my eyes so I can't see anymore there are eyes everywhere but only those of my consciousness a doorway here, a path there an unmarked territory a charity to my soul thank you, my body for allowing to remain me
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 5:54 PM UTC
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