We were in love
but never at peace
Starving together
— choking the feast
(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
Killing The Host
All artists are frauds
most deservedly so
Escaping themselves
into something unknown
Their costumes transform
always trying to hide
The truth of their natures
— left dying inside
(The New Room: July, 2024)
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Author:
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