i'm hanging
like a wilted flower
hanging inside my hair
hanging like a computer
overwhelmed
over here
over you
...someone is running naked over my heart and ringing bells and leaving cheese crumbs to feed me hungry and here i am. and there you are. and what? is this then when it's not just a poem
i'm hanging
inside my hair
but only for a little while longer
because i'm getting tired of this view
.
hanging inside my hair
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