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sings, numb, leather from three word inspiration

a bird sings outside the window
mocking
my very soul
 
as i hang here  
numb to the world
i wonder how i came to be in this place
 
i was such a good boy
such a bright boy
 
they said
 
he’s going places they said
but they never imagined a place like this
 
in the half-light
smoky darkness
hands bound
 
to the ceiling
 
stretched absurdly
 
eyes well with tears
 
when she enters
clad in leather
 
Vlad awakens

it all fades
 
a bird sings outside
arousing my very soul
Written by Fizzle (Ammiture)
Published | Edited 22nd May 2017
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