Scraping

Imprisoned by my own cell

Touching the bars

Of my personal hell

A long day

the LONGEST!!

As I sit beside myself

Forced to see

Forced to bleed

We’ve fallen down

Scraping the ground

My mortality found

Of which I am bound

Alone again…

With me again… NLM

The dancer.. .

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