There's a wide smile
Beneath a hostile
Hiding in the poem
Seeking for home

Her untitled verse is much better
It's revealing the hidden in her glitter
It might attenuate the distress
Hoping for soothing progress

Continues aching temple
Being herself is not ample
Her sense seems erect
In profound it's a wreck

She's breathing and moving
In the depths she's rotting
How is she? Is she dying?
No, the glimmer is just fading



Written on
Thursday 6:49pm December 30,2021



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