under my old broke-base
desk, i hide and stare
i cool the black
mold infesting my mind
holding it hostage
do not speak to me
i am not here
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i have to be truthful and say i dont have a clue what this is about, perhaps you could shed some light on the subject matter? i highlighted this next bit because i thought it was ammensly worded
i cool the black
mold infesting my mind
holding it hostage
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Silent...stirring.
I liked it. It had a haunting abrupt end.
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Quite a provocative spin, I like it, a bit of a foreboding air. Nice work. Thank you for entering and best of luck to you.
Bella





