SillyA Poem by But,itis,theend
I self destruct quietly
If you could imagine Sound collapsing In to itself Closing your eyes really tight Then opening wide With an exquisite inhale My chest is concave Now Turn me inside out already Utterly pinpoint in the universe Is my silly brain © 2019 But,itis,theend |
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Added on April 6, 2019 Last Updated on April 6, 2019 Author
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