STAI LEGGENDO

Poesia

A collection of poems :> WARNING: implications of physical and verbal abuse, violence, and slight descriptions of panic attacks.

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di InEssenceOfPotatoes

di InEssenceOfPotatoes

She tears herself like paper right in front of me.

Fickle and fragile, I don't think she's free.

I had hoped for a while things would have changed for her.

But alas, not really, is her doomsday near?

I observe with a worried mind.

My pounding heart ceases to subside.

I worry and worry because she's still hungry.

Fickle and fragile, I don't think she's free.