Sing a different song

Filthy thoughts,
innocently presented.
Light so dim,
rays so unpersuasive.
The new day,
a bad one.
Rooted is the pain,
the uncomfy feeling.
my rumbling tummy,
the chain smoking.
unbreathable,lungs contracting.
messed up simplicity,
peaceful future vanished.
encountering that is so yearned,
fright.
This memory of mine,
too strong.
so penitential.




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