she was made
of calcified dream
left to rot
the soggy mud
of hope unfulfilled
a skeleton
of whimsical desires
stripped bare
with organs
of failed potential
reverting back
to the basic
elemental dysfunction
the chaos
will strangled
by the roots
of hypertension
in the spatial insecurities
of lazy
misanthropic reality
her beautiful bones
the only remains
of a life lost


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