Sometimes, it's in a room.
Other times, it's in your m i n d.
Those three worst things
Are keeping your hostage
Forever
And ever
Sometimes they come and go
But that only happens to the lucky ones.
But for us?
Not so much.
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Between the lines || poetry
Poetrysome poetry. It's probably traaaaaaaaaaaaaayush. Whatever. A lot of it is about death. idk why tho
Trapped
Sometimes, it's in a room.
Other times, it's in your m i n d.
Those three worst things
Are keeping your hostage
Forever
And ever
Sometimes they come and go
But that only happens to the lucky ones.
But for us?
Not so much.