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My mind crumbles
Like my pale
Fragile body.
I can only rest on the cold
Beds of stone,
To which I am bound.
The halls have no end,
You see.
Always lit through
Unnerving cracks.
On the walls,
Scratches and scrapes.
Escape can never
Be an option.
And,
I honestly
Don't mind
Anymore.
Like my pale
Fragile body.
I can only rest on the cold
Beds of stone,
To which I am bound.
The halls have no end,
You see.
Always lit through
Unnerving cracks.
On the walls,
Scratches and scrapes.
Escape can never
Be an option.
And,
I honestly
Don't mind
Anymore.
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Uncomfortable in my clothes and skin,
I scratch at them both again and again.
Cloth bound tight across my chest,
Hides my eyes from now-flat breasts.
My jeans show off my curvy hips-
Though it looks good, a frown curves my lips.
In the mirror, I am unsure of what I want to see,
But I know that this person is not me.
Literature
An Ode to the Place in my Dream
An island in the mist
Old and forgotten
A cliff side beaten by the sea
Waves crash against its sides far below
Atop the cliff a tree
Seemingly dead
But oh so stubbornly living
Its fellows long dead
Their children abandoning the cliff
But not this tree
It refuses to leave
It never blossoms and is always bare
But it lives there
On the cliff beaten by the sea
On this island in the mist
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I'll Leave
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