Do you want to see my cage?It’s deep within my hand dug grave.A sense of purpose that doesn’t quite fit.Maybe I am starting to realise how far I did slip.Not a fraction of the dose of my pain.What I feast upon might just breed the grain.A section of myself not aligned and secured.These crevices manyContinue reading “Megalomania”
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