Graveyard


i feel the sudden

urge to take my

brain out of

storage

it’s been there

in a state of

decay with

the remains

of a former life

i’m stuck here in a hell hole

i’m stuck here in a grave yard

not the usual

kind with

dead people

floral sprays

emotional

tributes

etched so

carefully

in marble

but the

other kind

the worst

kind where

the living

simply

forget

to live

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