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Does it hurt?

I'm deep inside.

Not you,

But your swollen pride.





Little liquid,

I am a bottle broken.

Such a sequin,

I am sewn to be open.





Leechless sucking,

We are bluffing.

Where is your time?

Lost in my mind.





Such a dream.

Do we find an open door?

Much of me

I find on the floor.





Where is me?

Rotten to the outside,

Such a lovely core,

Where my doubts reside.





I'm left alone to face the floor,

A welcome break from these four walls.

Luckless stray so lifeless.

I am a drowning float.





Are you me?