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brooke
Poems
Oct 2012
Brick By Brick.
I'm terribly weary
of new faces,
I can feel the concrete rising up through my chest
piling at my lips, i'm turning to stone
solid as granite, this is more than just a wall
more than just
a statue, my
organs go too.
(c) Brooke Otto
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