I lunged forward to river basin of abyss, inhaling the grief t | Every Day Poems
I lunged forward to river basin of abyss, inhaling the grief ten fold harsher than when I was in your radar to compel every thought as you please, each fiber of defiance in my cells surrendered to your inviting heat, but I was headstrong. I couldn't look at the ghost like echo that barely quivered from my mouth without betraying the violent raging girl, impotent to confess I was behind bars for decades.
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