in a mess of a
moment
I say things that I
should keep to myself
I allow my bones to
pierce my skin a little bit more
in a mess of a
moment
everything that is
inside
makes an attempt
to see the sun
and the sky
and the stars
in a mess of a
moment
I exhale too long
…
there is nothing
left
and it feels so
clean
so empty
so calm
for a moment
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