#1030427 added April 9, 2022 at 8:56pm Restrictions: None
we all die, some don't suffer
your body may have been small
I'll never know after I heard you
glance off the bay window, though
I could go look. I don't want to.
I'm all alone and small like you
on the inside of something protective
that isn't a heart, about as big as you,
I would imagine, from melodious sound
that may have signaled a death toll
My body may have been small, but
I'll never know how hard the sound when I
glanced off big hands, thick, though
I could go look, in my hell hole.
I don't want to
know
I'm all alone,
small,
make no sound
in this giant shell
of a living man
who does not want to relive
what you go through,
struggling, possibly...now...
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