.Shelter, in library
From rattle, machinery.
Try to articulate,
On paper, how love has gone.
Iâm a frightened spider in your mouth,
Youâre too frightened to speak and let me out.
These are splinters of half formed thoughts,
These are splinters of battles fought.
These .
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