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Nov 2011
This room reeks of apathy,

but the overwhelming smell,

the horrid stench creeps,

seeping from the jar.



I have crammed too much

stuff

into it.



This stuff of angst

disappointment

damaged pride

biting regret

insecurities

loneliness

tension

failure



pain.



Pa­in crammed into a jar

shoved into a corner of

this room.



The room that used to

reek of apathy.
SBohl
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SBohl
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