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Aug 17 · 55
Traumatized
I live in my body
trapped in this soul
no escape
evil lives here
I’m already home
Aug 17 · 66
Untitled
stop 🛑
saying to me
I hope you feel better
When I’m not even sick
am I
Aug 17 · 285
Empty soul
Aug 17 · 53
Barely breathing
If I tell you
I’m savaging
Can I swallow you whole ?
Aug 17 · 666
Life
Aug 17 · 305
Seasonal
Autumn’s Sleep
She wakes in the morning
as the sunshine’s through
pours herself a coffee
a spoon of pain and sorrow to

her friends are shades of reds, yellow
tertiary colors to

her insides so broken
for so long
they won’t fuse

She goes to sleep at ebony's feet
not caring enough
to see another tomorrow

Beautifully Broken
2024

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