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Insidious, that sinking sense A wound below the waterline Concrete caged around my gut Descent, fading fast. That old friend lonesome, Come to rest upon the stoop To wait and wave through windows; Don’t you want the company?
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Oct 17, 2022
Oct 17, 2022 at 10:56 AM UTC
6 feet under
Insidious, that sinking sense A wound below the waterline Concrete caged around my gut Descent, fading fast. That old friend lonesome, Come to rest upon the stoop To wait and wave through windows; Don’t you want the company?
10/17/22
#lonely#sinking#sad
VanillinVillain
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VanillinVillain
Oct 17, 2022
Oct 17, 2022 at 10:56 AM UTC
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