Mar 2017
Holding the deliberation of
those before me in my palms.
Empty memorises lingering on my thighs,
vacant vessels,
numb recollections...
those before me in my palms.
Empty memorises lingering on my thighs,
vacant vessels,
numb recollections...
(On Oblivions Doorstep)
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