sitting
in the quagmire of her self contempt
a flame ignites beneath
the blackened caldron
like
a frog
set to cook in a *** of tepid water
she
was clueless
she was being devoured
from the inside out
Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 9:43 AM UTC
sitting
in the quagmire of her self contempt
a flame ignites beneath
the blackened caldron
like
a frog
set to cook in a *** of tepid water
she
was clueless
she was being devoured
from the inside out
the things we do to ourselves...
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