Cold floor
Dark closet
I think
Earthy odor
Blocking my nose
Stray jacket
I think
I can't move
Really
I can't do anything
Please explain
Because
I think
I'm dead
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Author:
Anthony Hanible (
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Comments2
The feeling of numbness and emptiness inside, well expressed write
There is a feel of the ghostly here and the last line is haunting. Nicely written
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