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Chaos

my junk drawer is a curiosity
I have candles from my dismantled altar
for conjuring spirits or hexing people
a little prymaid made of resin
different charms
my sage
a lost keychain
odds and ends that I couldn't throw away
my dreams are there too
in lost or forgotten poetry
some junk jewelry
I love it more than gold
my chaos is contained there
the one thing in life I can control
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published
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for the junkdrawer comp.
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