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Poems
Apr 2020
my body, a cracked safe
reality seems so far away
and so out of touch
i am tortured in this prison
of the subconsciousness
it is the only place i exist,
i am stuck under my skin.
i have closed the doors and shut the windows
so even the summer breeze can't get in
my blood boils my veins
and it poisons my heart
its my own flesh and soul
that is tearing me apart
my vision has gone black
my eyes roll on the ground
i sewed my mouth shut
and i scream with no sound
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