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Feb 2022
you're the overdose
the drop in the pale
that sees the ocean spilled
there were hands at the controls
to let up the floodgates
once
each one you stilled
every feeling killed
reduced to emptiness
and ash
there's literally nothing left
inside of me
memories
of flashes in a pan
i can understand now
why he's your man
Written by
Manx Kronos Pragna  24/M
(24/M)   
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