then there was a time
i was left alone
along the dusty room
facing the same four walls
and darkness
i am starving for somethingㅡ
human intimacy maybe,
but the key is in my belly
and there's no way out
the windows are locked;
there's nothing left
so i ate myself.
ㅡ bars of isolation
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Pandora
Poetry🌼 A compilation of my poems and proses and basically just paragraphs i thought of and tell ' you are the fissure; the crack in between, the damage made of two lusting heart's mistake. ㅡ unwanted p. 87 © 2018 xerotonin basically thi...
