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An Everest of laundry lounges near my bedroom door
A feeling of impending doom if I were to cross it Landslide No dishes bare their fangs as I haven't eaten in days The last meals rubbish bagged neatly Curtains force an impetus to any wannabe sunray Mirror smashed, Bloody knuckles, Reason to cry Silence carpets the air, thick, pregnant If I say anything A thunderclap Back to bed |
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Nice poem
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