Mirrors and a hairline incision.
The cut-throat shape of a vine.
Mending all that rests inside.
A carry-on of all that you see.
Ensnared violently.
In between.
Strands of inner unrest.
Foresee the condition of these hands.
There's nothing for you, nothing at best.
A carry-on of all that you see.
Ensnared violently.
In between.
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