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A Poem by zeronineight
"

the games we play with ourselves

"

quiver

shake

shiver

tingle

i'm running out of words

to replace

how my fingers feel

heavy, everyday

 

tension

weight

strain

a twist

i'm running out of words

to replace

the association of pain

within my limbs,

on my back

 

a drum

a hum

a pang

a fist wrapped around

i'm running out of words

to replace

the persistent sting

in my chest

 

my will

my drive

my persistence

and sometimes when

i'm running out of words

i'm running out of

other things

too

© 2021 zeronineight


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Added on August 28, 2021
Last Updated on November 3, 2021

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zeronineight
zeronineight

Philippines



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just trying to paint images of all my extremes she/her. 21+ icon from picrew more..

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