Intimacy

“You don’t have to be a prodigy to be unique You don’t have to know what to say or what to think You don’t have to be anybody you can never be That’s alright, let it out, talk to me.” “Anxiety tossing turning in your sleep Even if you run away you still see them […]

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Cold.

Cold dead bones In a cold dead bed With a cold dead sheet And boney cold flowers Hideous freezing memories Rising from the dead Gravestones whistling loudly People praying silently Mourning words of peace Finding madness instead -Stefania

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