Enraptured Reality

Phantasm. Bewilderment. Clairvoyance.

Poison

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She just wanted to think for herself,
To act like herself,
To be her real self…

But she was never allowed to.

Her neck was held
So tight she can’t breathe,
She can’t live.

She just exists.

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Author: Clau

A music junkie obsessed with coffee, books and writing erratic oeuvres

5 thoughts on “Poison

  1. Whom this story is? You???

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  2. Sorry….I didn’t mean that.

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