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Nov 2019
i pause before i go
hand on the doorframe
of rotting wood and ivy chains
before im wedded to decay
i turn to my innermost mirror,
feeling like a pillar of salt
this one's old but i want to put it here because its one of my favorites. i just really like the theme of self-betrayal and this one's particular meaning is really nice i think?
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james  M/Nowhere, USA
(M/Nowhere, USA)   
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