holding bears
an illusion of movement
the loss of days
and senses
clocks clang
and interrupt the silence
marking time
with outstretched hands
girls cry
in lonely corners
asking questions
and holding bears
Needed to write something today since I didn't write yesterday. I'm starting to understand how much I need to write this year to match my best. Tried to keep my lines short again today. I still don't think I understand how to do it properly. Other people can write such powerful stuff with such few words. I dunno. Peace out.
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