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Mar 2012
Doll house sized window
with voices passing by
weaving in and out
of consciousness
sleeps a losing battle
in cubbies like these
you crawl into bed
bury yourself beneath sheets
and forget the noise outside
forget the the things that crawl in the walls
forget the *** you hear next door
forget the chastity belt you locked yourself
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