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Incense of Insomnia
Quiet time solitude darkness staring.
Regret, seeps through the stench suffocatingly repulsive
Heart wrenching stagnant deeply alone,
the stench, the stench.
Nauseating nostalgia nothing nothing nothing.
Quiet tears so draining sadness
Rigid silence thoughts teach significant suffering repetitively
Hope watches suspiciously, dying, afraid.
the stench the stench
Nonchalance, no chance nothing nothing nothing
Regret, seeps through the stench suffocatingly repulsive
Heart wrenching stagnant deeply alone,
the stench, the stench.
Nauseating nostalgia nothing nothing nothing.
Quiet tears so draining sadness
Rigid silence thoughts teach significant suffering repetitively
Hope watches suspiciously, dying, afraid.
the stench the stench
Nonchalance, no chance nothing nothing nothing
Published 19th Dec 2024
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