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badwriter 24 | Cat Lady
Autoplay OFF   •   10 months ago
No metaphors were harmed during the process. (hopefully)

Future

I mark my calendar for the days to come With poison that runs in my veins

I paint my days with soot;

And embellish my nights with screams Un-screamed-

For the days which have to come Shall convert me into a rubble

My days will be made of thick black dirt,

And my nights of silent shrieks.

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