a pemo before ramming my skull into concrete (just to breathe)

Nothing is Permanent

Nothing more left in my heart…

Just stringing together

Pretentious adjectives,nouns

Adverbs,

For there is nothing left to sell

Of my soul-

Sold out

Boxed in,

Desperate,alone,hungry.

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