Cold seeps
through cracks
in the unfit
windows
A distant memory,
the sun, hides
in dark cotton
Life bleeds out
on dirty linoleum
and I can’t
feel my feet
anymore
(D. James)
Cold seeps
through cracks
in the unfit
windows
A distant memory,
the sun, hides
in dark cotton
Life bleeds out
on dirty linoleum
and I can’t
feel my feet
anymore
(D. James)
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