AFTER the moment spent
the arching back
the long release
she sees
NOTHING but an empty void
a reasonless
and clamoring anxiety
but this
IS LIKE other addictions, in
its heinousness
and fated-ness
oh that
SHE WAS that other girl
that happy girl
she used to be
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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