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Dec 2020
I wish I could’ve warned you
about how heavy they can get
how they’ll refuse to leave
and instead
unpack in every room
they will pile up to the point
where you won’t be able to lift yourself up
you might think that the only way to survive
is to find a tool or two
one too many drinks
less food on the menu
any escape route that’ll drain you
but you’ll soon learn that
being empty
weighs you down just like them
thoughts
that’ll never stop trying
to devour you
Erin Riley
Written by
Erin Riley
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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