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Solipsistic Angst
She comes into the house unannounced
doesn’t bother a quip when asked to speak
slams the door shut
and takes to her room to retreat
Behind the locked door, music blares
her demeanor tells everyone she doesn’t care
her closeted persona is darkness deeper
than her black eyeliner coupled with black hair
She’s never known love
never been the center of affection
...Saturday 13th June 2020 1:04 pm
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