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Sitting on a Shelf
I put you in a frame today
Pretending to feel all that I spew.
Gave you a little respect,
Because you're somebody I once knew.
They tell me it wasn't your fault
The dreadful things he did.
How your body was not your own,
And the aches you cannot rid.
Words are hard to speak
With his body forced against yours.
Next day feel like his stench
Is dripping out your pores.
So I put you ...
Wednesday 9th October 2019 7:31 pm
Restoration
Today I took a bath.
Turned the lights down low.
Cold drink.
Lo-Fi beats.
Pax.
Today I took a bath.
The water steaming hot.
Face mask.
Bath bomb.
Relax.
Today I took a bath.
Recover from the day before.
Clean body.
Candles lit.
Lilacs.
Backdated 1/25/19
Wednesday 9th October 2019 7:25 pm
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