Writings

it looked impressive
until i got up close
and saw it was filled
with moths
and holes
i leaned all the way in
to take a big smell
and recoiled in horror
at the scent of hell
it caught me by surprise
as i woke from the dream
but what i heard was unmistakable
what i heard....
was my scream

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