Mannequin Of Creep Poem by Han Min Ohn
Mannequin Of Creep
Trapped in a thought with nowhere to escape
Like being in a dungeon that would never be gaped
The surroundings disappeared in a mist of fog
Even the sunlight could not dissolve the clog.
Every sound was absorbed by a barrier so rigid
Even the strongest of them could not make it much timid
The body being possessed by a thought so deep
Regarded by others as a mannequin of creep.
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