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DRAB NIGHTS
Dim and dingy my heart grows
His words were flaccid as petals.
He decorated my soul with garlands of flowers
Where is he?
The voice from his gut is mute forever.
My heart is cavernous,
I carry the load of a rock in my torso.
It...
His words were flaccid as petals.
He decorated my soul with garlands of flowers
Where is he?
The voice from his gut is mute forever.
My heart is cavernous,
I carry the load of a rock in my torso.
It...
