Inside me my heart sings slow songs with double-time drums & the words are inconsequential next to the inflection in the voice surrendering the rest of the world.
Inside my head there are thoughts I’ve stolen from everyone I love, masked dances of ritual & hidden reconciliations.
Inside me is a ghost that makes you look worse than you are by showing you in a light more true & more favorable.
Inside my head there are thoughts I’ve stolen from everyone I love, masked dances of ritual & hidden reconciliations.
Inside me is a ghost that makes you look worse than you are by showing you in a light more true & more favorable.
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