dark hallways
and a flickering light
will someone find me
when i'm lost tonight?
voices, they echo
but no one is speaking.
touches, they linger
but no one is with me.
my thoughts are screaming;
in my head i'm confined.
someone please find me
i'm losing my mind.
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dust untouched
Poésiedust untouched from the clutter in an abyss we call "minds" in various styles // trigger warning. please do be careful. highest rank: #38
