She sits
slightly perplexed.
That treasured chest
once locked and hidden
is now wide open.
Slowly, yet surely
it seems as though
every effort to
keep it darkened
-from push to shove-
has been in vain.
She recall endless hours of denial
"This has not happened."
She smiles
in spite of herself,
in spite of endless hours.
Here comes the yearning!
"Fuck!" she screams,
not entirely sure of
what?
is happening.
Nevertheless,
she smiles













Comments
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We're all pawns, my dear.
GO HERE ----> [link]
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*Punches my way out of my coffin*
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We're all pawns, my dear.
GO HERE ----> [link]
I told you I’m not good at interpreting things. I’ll have to see if I do better on some of the others.
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*Punches my way out of my coffin*
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