hannah chiz


Midnight Thinking

The world stares blankly back at her.
A blaring blur lacks caress in it's midst.
Fear expressed through strength of character-
(unmake-able, viewing through YOUR dusty lids.)
A make-upless outline, a 'Nothing', is
Pleading.
No need to cry she can lie away
Bleeding.
You think she could catch you?

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