doors thought closed,
cracked.
composed facades belied.
what unexpected draft
from ever changing source
gives body to void?
what choice
but to indulge pain
as if pleasure?
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doors thought closed,
cracked.
composed facades belied.
what unexpected draft
from ever changing source
gives body to void?
what choice
but to indulge pain
as if pleasure?
